After quite a while, he finally turned back, raised a finger to his lips, and gestured to Bakins to keep quiet.
"What's wrong?" Bunigu, startled, mouthed from behind.
Bakins felt the communication crystal in his hand suddenly light up, a dark-red glow emanating from the dark, faceted crystal.
And suddenly, a stream of golden light illuminated their eyes. Bunigu swayed slightly, holding onto the wall to stand up, gazing in stupor toward the southern night sky, where a slowly unfolding golden line was entering his view.
It seemed like a meteor, blooming from the night sky, stretching from a single point into an inclined line.
Then the second line, the third.
Above the sky, it seemed to rain stars.
"Airship deployment..."
A heavy glint flashed in Bakins' eyes: "Why is the Navy here!?"
...
A burst of bright firelight, fiery flames, rolled back into the tunnel.
