Lucy, have you locked onto the swarm's control signal?" Liam asked, his voice steady though his heart beat quickened in anticipation.
"Yes," she replied after a moment's pause. "Just now."
"Good. Let's get started. Wake it up." Liam said, with his eyes gleaming with even more anticipation.
"A second, please. I am currently decoding the signal's rhythm and structure," Lucy said.
Liam gave a sharp nod, his jaw tightening. He knew what she was doing. She was translating the strange low-frequency pulses the nanites always broadcast into something she could understand. The frequency can be called the nanites' language.
Seconds ticked by in silence. The endless barren expanse of the Dimensional Space around him only made the moment heavier. Then Lucy's voice cut through.
"I have completed the decoding. Wake-up instructions have been sent."
The effect was immediate.
