The room was buzzing with energy. Kira and the others had worked tirelessly, fine-tuning the decoy ships and adjusting the power output of the core. The plan was set in motion, but the weight of the upcoming battle was inescapable. Lena couldn't shake the feeling that they were standing on the edge of something monumental, and all it would take was a single misstep to plunge them into darkness.Elias stood beside her, his hand resting lightly on her shoulder. It was a small gesture, but in that moment, it felt like the only anchor in a sea of uncertainty."How are you holding up?" he asked, his voice low, as though afraid to disturb the fragile stillness of the moment.Lena glanced at him, her heart swelling with a mixture of affection and anxiety. "I'm trying," she admitted. "But I can't help but feel like this is it, Elias. This could be the last chance we get to stop the council. And if we fail...""We won't fail," Elias interjected firmly. "I believe in you, Lena. I always have. We've come this far, and we're going to finish this together."His words were a balm to her fears, and though doubt still lingered, it began to fade in the warmth of his unwavering confidence. Lena gave him a small smile, grateful for his presence. They had come too far to turn back now.Kira's voice cut through the moment, sharp and urgent. "Lena, Elias—everything's ready. The decoys are set to launch. The core's energy is primed for the detonation. We're ready to execute."Lena nodded, taking a deep breath to steady herself. "Alright, let's do this."