A few moments ago, inside the tower,
"Lyirrs, we are running out of time," Xara said. She paced behind the console, eyes fixed on Lyirrs, who was half submerged beneath the control panel, fingers buried in exposed wiring and glowing tubes.
"The girls do not have the strength to fight that thing anymore"
"I know," Lyirrs replied, breath uneven, her voice echoing faintly from beneath the console. Sparks danced around her hands as she twisted two large tubes together with careful precision.
"Just… give me a moment. The circuits are resisting... but...."
She emerged from the console, hair dishevelled and eyes blazing with focus, and stared at the massive screen where diagrams rotated slowly.
"I am almost done," she said, then straightened, "Yes. That should do it now." Her finger hovered for a heartbeat before she pressed the button.
Nothing happened.
Her shoulders slumped, "I… I am sorry," she murmured, "Something is still wrong. I did everything but I cannot see where—"
Thud!
