Although I had braced myself mentally, the overwhelming wave of motion sickness that hit me upon passing through the rift was just as brutal as before—no, scratch that, it felt twice as bad this time.
"U... urp...!"
I clenched my jaw, forcing myself to suppress the urge to vomit.
The moment I emerged on the other side, I immediately scanned my surroundings. Various items were scattered across the cargo bay, but thankfully, nothing was close enough to interfere with the rift's high-altitude opening.
Threats… none. Not a single life signature registered within range.
After ensuring the area was secure, I extended a hand back through the rift and gave a thumbs-up—a prearranged signal indicating that it was safe to enter.
Moments later, Eva and Cassandra stepped through, one after the other—only to immediately curl up like shrimps the moment they landed.
Luckily, their microphones were off, sparing me from the undoubtedly unladylike noises they were making.
A few seconds passed.
