'What's going on?' Kim's brows furrowed the moment the connection went off abruptly.
His chest tightened, uncertainty mixed with fear gripping him from the inside.
The voice he had heard wasn't just scared. It was terrified.
What had the elves witnessed, a race of prideful beings, that would make them so scared?
If there was something like that, Kim knew it couldn't be simple.
Not at all.
An uneasy feeling enveloped him.
"Melina, connect me with the elves now," he ordered.
A feminine mechanical voice rang through the deck.
"Sir Kim, the connection has been completely cut off... Interstellar band with plate number ID: 122567 has been destroyed."
"What?" Kim raised a brow.
"Wasn't it used to contact us just now? How come it has been destroyed?"
"No sir, the message you received now was recorded seven hours ago. It seems some unidentified source was able to breach our connection, thus causing the message to arrive only now."
