'Initially when you picked me up, I thought that you were a person that had devoted his life to slaying as many aliens as you could. Now seeing you in a team with three other women, I have a lingering feeling that your gift isn't just about killing. HAHAHA!' Michael's sword laughed in his head, causing him to sigh.
'How did this happen?' He wondered, aside from him, there was Victoria, Ava, and Amelia in the offensive team, specialized in dealing with the Elite tier aliens.
'I'll tell you how. You are a natural-born woman magnet! There is no other way to explain it!'
Telling himself that it was just a coincidence, Michael dismissed the sword's words before observing the distant horizon.
The trail of aliens had finally caught up. Hundreds of Higher tier aliens with a strength rivaling the average captain as well as dozens of Elite tier aliens mixed in caused the common soldiers to shiver in their boots.
"Is this the end?"
