**All the power is now on Forential's transmitter,** Lycan thought. **My transmitter is off.**
**Send five of your charges down to destroy the signal generator!** the Elder ordered Forential. **Hold the rest in reserve—in case of more trouble—**
Forential dropped down the ladder to the rim level. He was chattering in nervous excitement.
Gasping painfully he selected five of his best mutants.
"Come!" he cried. "I will explain as we go. Traitors on Earth.... Walt is a traitor.... Hurry!"
"I'll come too," Calvin cried eagerly. "I'll come too!"
"You stay here!" Forential ordered.
**When the installation is destroyed, prepare to switch your transmitter back on again, Lycan,** the Elder ordered. **If any of your mutants are alive, they can resume destruction.**
**If all goes well,** Forential thought, **we may yet succeed. I will reassign sectors among my remaining charges.**
Shortly five new saucer ships left the space station.