readAloudAudio_chapter109|||||||||clean this chapter up of any formatting / punctuation issues but dont change any text, return only the chapter with CHAPTER number at the start ok here is the chapter. also dont start with any other text just give the chapter back as instructed: "CHAPTER 109:\n\nThe hum of the console's interface filled the air, glowing softly in the dim light of the hidden chamber. Lyra Lyric adjusted the display, her fingers dancing over the controls as the holographic map of the galaxy flickered to life. It wasn\u2019t the vastness of space that weighed on her mind, but the reality of the task before them. Captain Danger, known in darker circles as Carlos Montoya, stood beside her, watching the swirling projections with an unreadable expression. He tugged on his gloves, adjusting his stance as the details of star systems, rebellion strongholds, and The Order's forces glowed before them.\n\n\"Do you really think this prophecy means anything?\" Carlos asked, breaking the silence. His voice was rough, skeptical, like the worn leather of his flight jacket. \"Feels like just another story to keep people fighting.\"\n\nLyra\u2019s eyes narrowed, not at him, but at the idea. \"It\u2019s more than a story, Carlos. It\u2019s hope. Hope that there\u2019s a way out of this. That we can fight back and win.\"\n\nCarlos tilted his head, letting out a short, mirthless laugh. \"Hope is dangerous. It gets people killed.\"\n\nLyra didn\u2019t flinch. Her gaze remained fixed on the map, but her mind was elsewhere\u2014on the people, the lives, the countless worlds teetering on the edge of destruction. \"Dangerous or not, it\u2019s all we have left.\"\n\nThe door slid open with a hiss, and Doran, her second-in-command, stepped inside, his expression as grim as ever. \"We\u2019ve received word from the coalition. They\u2019re ready to strike. We need to move soon, or we\u2019ll lose our chance.\"\n\nLyra turned to face him, her jaw set with resolve. \"Gather the troops. We launch in two hours. No delays.\"\n\nCarlos shot a sideways glance at Doran, then back at Lyra. \"Two hours? That's cutting it close, don\u2019t you think?\"\n\n\"We don\u2019t have the luxury of time,\" Lyra replied, her tone sharp. \"The longer we wait, the stronger they get.\"\n\nCarlos smirked, adjusting the control panel as the ship began its silent glide through the asteroid field. \"No pressure, right?\"\n\nAcross the galaxy, deep within the fortified command center of The Order, Rylan Quinn stood over a massive tactical display, the weight of his responsibilities pressing down on him. His face was a mask of control, but underneath, doubt gnawed at the edges of his mind. Salaris, his mentor, entered quietly, her presence as steady as always.\n\n\"Rylan,\" Salaris began, her voice low but firm, \"we need to rethink our approach. Every strike against the rebellion only strengthens their resolve. This prophecy they cling to... it resonates with them. We can't ignore it.\"\n\nRylan clenched his fists, staring at the map of rebel movements. \"It\u2019s not just about them, Salaris. It\u2019s about maintaining control. The Order was created to bring stability, to prevent chaos from spreading.\"\n\n\"At what cost?\" Salaris pressed. \"Every world we tighten our grip on inches us closer to complete conflict. We can't hold the galaxy together by force forever.\"\n\nRylan\u2019s jaw tightened. He knew she was right. Every day, the line between order and tyranny blurred a little more.\n\nBack aboard the Relentless, Lyra and Carlos were preparing for the assault. The Exodus Dagger, the artifact they had risked everything to obtain, lay before them, pulsing faintly with energy. It was their only hope of disabling the Seraphic Rays, the ultimate weapon The Order held over the galaxy.\n\nCarlos looked at the ancient device with a mix of curiosity and wariness. \"So this thing\u2019s gonna save the universe, huh?\"\n\nLyra nodded, her eyes locked on the Dagger. \"If we can exploit the weakness it\u2019s revealed, we can shut down the Seraphic Rays and give the coalition a fighting chance.\"\n\n\"Well,\" Carlos said, a wry grin forming on his face, \"here\u2019s hoping the universe appreciates us blowing things up for its sake.\"\n\nDoran entered the chamber once more, his voice steady but urgent. \"The coalition is ready. We move on your command.\"\n\nLyra took a deep breath. \"It\u2019s time. Signal the fleet. Let\u2019s end this.\"\n\nThe ship surged forward, gliding through the stars toward their target. As they approached the core of The Order\u2019s defenses, the weight of what lay ahead pressed down on them. The galaxy held its breath, waiting for the moment when the rebellion would either rise in victory or be crushed beneath The Order\u2019s iron fist.\n\nIn the command center, Rylan Quinn stared at the tactical map, knowing that the next few hours would decide the fate of countless worlds."