First Round

Achilles swiftly turned around and donned the Saltwater Diver, then he summoned other soul artifacts on his body. After making sure everything was ready, he looked at Bryan and said:

"Take care of them. We have company. I need to treat our guests with courtesy."

Medical nodded.

"One of myself will help ye, but that would mean the rest of us can't use any power in the meantime. So ye top priority is to defend the ship, or preferably, chase the Corrupted away."

Achilles lingered with a frown for a moment, then he bobbed his head.

"Will do."

He quickly left the infirmary before contacting Ryan and Tiffany through the communicator.

"Suit up and then head to the main deck, we have company."

His gaze turned complicated as he dashed through the hallway. A sense of urgency and panic appeared on his face. How was he supposed to defend the ship with a severe lack of manpower?

***

Outside the Solitude.