"I guess we have to fight… but how long before someone from the Federation arrives?" Jofin muttered to himself, stunned.
But the bigger question lingered—was this even a fight? No. No, it wasn't. This was a massacre.
"You three, come together, okay?" Junnie said casually, looking at them like a predator toying with prey.
The trio stood frozen in fear. They didn't want to move. They were mere galaxy-level beings—capable of destroying galaxies at will. Yet the presence before them… was something else entirely. Universal level? Or maybe… multi-universal?
"Should I come over and start myself?" Junnie asked lazily, her voice calm but laced with cold intent. Their bodies trembled.
"We just have to do it," Rin whispered. The other two nodded.
Universal level or not, they had to fight—for survival. Maybe, just maybe, reinforcements from their faction would arrive during the battle.
Boom…
