Three slicing gate spheres converged, and a muscle warrior advanced with a Light Shield, punching the safety gate away.
The cargo hold covered in pink flesh membrane caused the female newcomer behind to retch slightly.
—She had been selected for the elite team because of her high adaptability to mechanical modifications. She had already completed three years of combat training and became Griss's subordinate after the Zubin Star battle last time.
"Rookie, be careful not to fall behind."
A hulking muscle man whispered.
Griss said, "Try to burn these damned things, move back, and observe the reaction."
"Yes, Captain."
The female team member made a few practiced gestures, and two silver-white spheres floated to the sides. Layers of metallic plates appeared on the surface like small whirlpools, spewing compressed oxidizers and high-temperature flames.
The cabin wall quickly became scorched, but those flesh membranes merely recoiled.
