The Lord British made a desperate run for the central crater. Tita fired everything—the Mega Crush, the lasers, the missiles. For a glorious three seconds, the flesh burned. Aoba saw the core. It was a pulsing, crystalline heart the size of a skyscraper.
“Which is why we are buying time,” Tita replied. “Not winning. There is a difference, Anoa.” Otomedius Excellent -NTSC-U--ISO-
It didn't want to destroy Earth. It wanted to download it. The Lord British made a desperate run for the central crater
“The core sings.”
Aoba’s Vic Viper plunged into the crater. The flesh tried to consume her, but she was already inside. She reached the crystal heart, ripped open her cockpit, and pressed her bloody palm against its surface. ripped open her cockpit
It wasn't a core. It wasn't a battleship.