The suspended taxi wildly sped along the small farm road, rushing toward the edge of the underground base.
The chaos within the base did not last long. When Nardo stuffed the backpack into Hera's hands, the light in the depths of her eyes quickly faded, and she collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath.
Nardo immediately tried to help Hera up.
Professor Pat suddenly stepped in, pinning Nardo against the wall with a gaze so sharp it seemed it could pierce through Nardo's face.
"What in the world is going on?"
"If I knew what was going on, I wouldn't have let this backpack out of her reach!" Nardo growled.
Professor Pat stared into Nardo's eyes.
More figures wearing protective suits appeared in the corridor, silently watching.
"The queen influenced me."
Hera suddenly spoke up.
Her petite body seemed so fragile under the pressure of the Mechanical Guard's iron grip.
