""The Special Task Force has breached the fourth level! The warriors inside the fortress show no sign of interception!"
"That mecha is heading our way!"
The Spiritual Ability Users huddled together in panic.
Hamanaka Natsuki kept pondering, her terrible state evident without proper rest or time for makeup—puffy-faced, sagging skin, calm-looking eyes, and slightly trembling hands.
Hamanaka Natsuki actually knew that the Military might very well cause them trouble due to those missiles launched near Fortress No. 76 previously.
Those missiles wouldn't change the situation there, but orders had come down here from a few idiots at the Thirteen Institute Headquarters, those idiots, in a panic after the Judgement Team were ambushed, were desperate to rescue the precious Level A Spiritual Ability Users.
But Hamanaka Natsuki had no ability to refuse such orders.