Chapter 102 Whispers Turn to Screams

The moon base thrummed with a frenetic energy. Holographic displays flickered with tactical simulations, alien languages filled the airwaves, and a sense of desperate hope hung heavy in the atmosphere. Cyrus, his face etched with the weight of responsibility, stood at the central command hub, a holographic map of the Aethel network sprawled before him. "Council forces are concentrated around the central hubs," Elara reported, her voice taut with urgency. "They're trying to isolate the resistance networks, prevent communication and coordination." Cyrus traced a finger along the map, highlighting scattered pockets of resistance. "We need to disrupt their strategy. A coordinated strike, a show of force, will rattle them." A guttural voice boomed from behind him. "A bold move, human," rumbled Groth, a hulking Xeno warrior from a network that had long chafed under the Council's control. "But effective." "Exactly," Kira, a young and fiery representative from a network known for its nimbl