Deep in the jungles of Kara Star, inside a secret underground base, a network of strange, interwoven plant roots gathered countless streams of information from every direction.
Ever since the Twin Stars invasion, faced with the overwhelming disparity in strength, they had secretly built this final "doomsday shelter" under the king's orders. It had become the Kara Civilization's last hope.
Inside the base, at that moment.
"Your Highness, our Deep Space Eye has observed a large number of Sea Race warships leaving the system. They seem to be heading toward the Solar System!"
"The Solar System? Could there really be a planet with life there, as our scientists speculated?"
"We can't be completely certain, but it's highly likely!"
"Alas! Another civilization may be about to face a catastrophe... Still, the enemy has now diverted a large force toward the Solar System. This is a heaven-sent opportunity for us to act!"
"Your Highness, the operation is too dangerous. You are our hope, and you must not risk yourself. Let me lead the team this time!"
"Risk myself? My people are being captured and slaughtered. With every passing second, our civilization draws closer to extinction, and our final counterattack grows weaker...
"We've already staked every force we can muster on this operation. If it fails, how many warriors do you think we'll have left?
"The Twin Stars are hunting me with everything they have. Our room to maneuver is shrinking, and sooner or later, this place will be exposed too. So... this isn't a risk. It's our last chance! Whether the Kara Civilization survives comes down to this!"
"But, Your Highness..."
"Enough. Don't try to persuade me again! Instead of considering how we might fail, think about how to improve our chances of success. Go make the preparations!"
"Yes, Your Highness!" With