Shiris gritted his teeth and cursed as he controlled the Dark Warrior, just about to fight back.
But at that moment, the Dark Curse Apostle, freed from its bonds, suddenly pounced towards the Dark Warrior. Its gaping maw clamped down directly on the Dark Warrior's arm.
Crack!
Its sharp teeth instantly pierced through the surface armor.
The Dark Warrior, which had been furiously resisting a moment earlier, suddenly stopped moving, its eyes beginning to turn red.
Inside the cockpit, Shiris kept pulling the control levers, but in front of him, a series of red warning boxes popped up.
"Command input invalid!"
"Synchronization rate dropping!"
...
"Damn it, bastard!"
Shiris roared furiously to no avail, as all his controls were ineffective.
At the same time, the life sustaining liquid he was soaking in began to turn red.
Shiris felt an unusual pain, as if he was about to be devoured.
.....
In the control room, an operator shouted in horror.
