The soft tapping of rubber shoes against the metallic floor echoed through the left-wing corridor of the medium-sized transport ship.
Miss Hera, having just changed her clothes, scanned the windows that had been converted into "advertising projection screens" as she walked, continuously contemplating.
Two Mechanical Guards followed behind her, signifying surveillance and urging.
She suddenly discovered the key to the problem.
Yali wasn't Yali, and the secret agent wasn't a secret agent.
This man, dressed in gray-white armor who single-handedly defeated a group of insect creatures...
Powerful and mysterious.
The alloy doors opened to the sides with a slight noise, and Hera returned to the cabin where she had awoken.
