Crackling static and brief disruptive noises played in a loop on the officer's platform, and everyone exchanged puzzled looks.
I uncertainly turned my head toward Sandora, my lips slightly pulling back, "Sandora, this is…"
"The information sent by the Revenge Army when they self-destructed, the message we just received," another voice answered me. It was Bubbles, who was walking onto the bridge. She had returned control of the spaceship to the onboard main computer and was now free, "It took a little time to decrypt the contents of this old encryption method, I don't know why they chose it, it's no longer recorded in the database."
"Wait, that's not the point," I quickly waved my hands as the distorted recording continued to play, repeating phrases like 'Long live the Queen' and 'the enemy has breached the defenses,' "If this message is indeed genuine, do the Revenge Army believe they are resisting an invasion?"
