![]() ![]() ![]() “Have all the battlepods been spotted?” Breetai asked thoughtfully as the battle waged hotter on the screen, reinforcements sweeping in to aid Earth’s defenders. “Sir, Quamzin is requesting permission to launch an attack,” another warrior reported as more battlepods were destroyed on the view screen. “They may have unlocked some new power of Protoculture,” Breetai mused. “I often wonder why they’ve done that,” Exedore murmured, watching as the great ship changed form, eventually resembling a standing humanoid warrior. “That’s one of the three our warriors are most concerned about,” Exedore said diplomatically as he recognized the vehicle’s markings, “they have a remarkable kill rate for our battlepods.” Mentally he added, ‘Concerned sounds better than terrified.’Ī technician who was monitoring the battle called out respectfully, “Zor’s ship is transforming again!” All of the enemy craft fought well, but a blue trimmed fighter fought even better than most. In the middle of the flight of battlepods several fighters spun and danced in the explosions of their deadly weaponry. “Hmm,” Breetai murmured, watching the battle unfold on a screen set beside his chair. “They spotted our troops sooner than we thought,” the big man rumbled, the half helmet that covered part of his face gleaming.Įxedore nodded thoughtfully, “We knew they used more patrol craft than most of our enemies. Explosions lit up the night as Breetai winced, the giant Zentradi sitting on the bridge of his flagship.
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