BEEP BEEP BEEP—
Aboard a Fly Shuttle hovering over the quarry, at the edge of the battlefield.
Inside the temporary battle command center, a nerve-wracking tension filled the air.
Numerous people in Yellow Bear Uniforms scurried about. In a corner, a group huddled together, engaged in a heated discussion, the sound of fists pounding on a table occasionally punctuating their words.
The grating alarm persisted, increasingly provoking everyone's anxiety and irritation.
In the midst of the crowd stood a man in his forties with refined features, dressed in a Red Bear Uniform.
His broad eyebrows were tightly furrowed, his sharp, tiger-like eyes fixated on the battlefield displayed before him. His expression was taut as he listened to the reports and suggestions from those around him, simultaneously issuing a rapid stream of commands.
Suddenly—
BOOM!
The entire Fly Shuttle rocked violently. The floor beneath them swayed, and the piercing alarm blared incessantly.
