"Dark Elves?"
No matter how he looked at it, the only ones who would appear near the solar system at a time like this and head straight for Kraft's spaceship were the Aether's previous owners, the Dark Elves.
"Almost certainly. Their ship is cloaked, so they obviously aren't planning to have a friendly chat with us."
Angela looked positively excited.
"Big brother! Are we going to have a huge fight with the Dark Elves?!"
Right... I almost forgot Angela was a 'pure little girl with slightly violent tendencies'...
Kraft held his forehead and sighed.
"Then we'll sit this one out, okay? I'll give you access to all the ships, and you can command the battle."
But since Angela liked fighting, Kraft naturally had to indulge her. As for some kind of machine uprising, he had long since stopped worrying about that. Angela was a pure girl certified by the Mind Stone!
"Yay!"
Angela cheered and plunged headfirst into the computer beside her. Urgent alarms immediately rang throughout the Crossbone Vanguard.
"Attention, all departments! Attention, all departments! Enemy forces have appeared off our starboard stern. All personnel, return to your stations and prepare for battle! I repeat, all personnel, return to your stations and prepare for battle!"
When Angela sounded the alarm, she deliberately excluded the area where Arale and Quinn were, leaving the two of them to match wits and strength with a group of remote-controlled robots in the zone she had arranged for them.
Watching all this on the main computer monitor, Kraft wore an utterly exasperated expression. He had the nagging feeling that he had accidentally been a bad influence on Angela.
"Hard to starboard! Bring the ship around!"
Too excited to realize Kraft was silently griping about her, Angela imitated the captains she had seen in movies