The Battle Begins:

The moment the battle began, the sky above the battlefield was filled with the blinding light of energy blasts. The Rhytil ships arrived in a massive formation, their weapons charging as they engaged the Alliance fleet in a furious exchange of fire. Lena watched the unfolding chaos from her flagship, her heart racing as she gave commands to her forces.

"Brace for impact! Return fire!" she shouted into the comm system.

The Alliance forces responded with disciplined precision, but they were outnumbered, and the Rhytil's advanced technology made them a formidable enemy. Lena's mind raced through strategies, directing her forces to hold their ground.

"Tavon, lead the second wave to flank their left wing. Kellan, use the anti-shield weapons to break their frontlines," Lena commanded, her voice calm and calculated despite the urgency.

Tavon nodded sharply and quickly relayed the orders to the fleet. He moved swiftly, coordinating the forces with the precision of a well-trained leader.

The battle raged on, and the Alliance fought with everything they had. But Lena knew that the Rhytil had something up their sleeve—something more dangerous than they had anticipated.