Surprisingly, the warship's hallways did not descend into full-blown panic.
With the threat widely known, an unnatural calm settled over the troops. After all, the slightest misstep today could cost them their lives.
Without wasting a moment, the crew split off, each heading toward the mecha workshops where their battle suits were stationed.
Because the mech Michael piloted had been utterly destroyed during the last battle, he had supposedly been assigned a new one.
Even more notably, due to his contributions in the last battle, he was granted the privilege of joining the ten Lords, who were stationed throughout the battleship, to participate in the discussion of their battle plan.
Upon entering the main workshop, Michael's gaze drifted to the already assembled Lords, lined up in a straight row like fearful cadets reporting to their superior.
