Babus fled at top speed while carefully analyzing how he could escape his current predicament.
He believed his analysis of the caster who had unleashed that Earth-shattering Strike had been correct.
Otherwise, the other party would not have delayed for so long before launching a desperate attack only after realizing they were at a disadvantage.
He had to admit that his intelligence-gathering abilities might have been somewhat lacking, but his logical reasoning was definitely above average.
However, that conclusion did not make him feel any more at ease.
Since the other party had been willing to risk everything to launch a first attack, there could very well be a second one—he had seen plenty of people who would smash the pot when it was already broken.
So he could not stop and engage in a hard fight now. If the other party's reinforcements arrived, he really might... lose.
Sensing that the short man was relentlessly pursuing him, repeatedly cutting him off with his superior movement technique, he could not help sighing inwardly.
Since he was already more than several thousand kilometers away from the base, then... he would fly into space.
Once he flew high enough, he would still be detected by the sensors and might suffer thermal weapon attacks from the base.
But he could not worry about that now—those weapons could not break through his defenses anyway. At most, they would consume some Inner Breath.
Of course, being short on Inner Breath would be extremely disadvantageous for drifting through space later, but did he have a choice?
Seeing Babus abruptly accelerate and shoot straight into the sky, Nutrient Solution and Paranoid, who were right behind him, both froze for a moment.
His choice had not been beyond their expectations. Their momentary reaction was merely instinctive.
"Has it finally