Violence Is The Way To Inner Peace

"One more?"

"This should be the last batch."

"Then excuse me for a moment,"

Isadora inclined forward and she blasted off into the distant space where three silhouttes wearing the standard Orion armor made an appearance.

Though the uniform was standard, they weren't. They were still novices who were in incubation period. They'd be taken into Orion once they hit high rank 7.

They had patrol duties in low-risk areas for that reason. But with the arrival of certain foreigners, it all turned messy.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The fabric of space-time was ripped apart and shockwaves after shockwaves swept into deep space.

Hazel shivered behind Varian while Varian sighed watching Isadora going bombastic over these recruits.

Her gravity power violently ripped them apart, the darkness seeping out of her fingers smashed their body parts into a mush and her mind power didn't let go of their souls until they were fully obliterated.