"Your Majesty! We received a distress signal! From a third party!"
This sudden report caught me off guard. Pandora and Viska had already vanished into the teleporter's glow. Before they were sent away, I saw Viska struggling to jump back like a rampaging little animal, but it was too late—the Girl was curious enough that the sudden news had undoubtedly hooked her, and she wanted to stay behind to watch the excitement. I watched her slam headfirst into the teleporter's safety barrier, then vanish into white light while clutching her head and baring her teeth in pain. The next second, she appeared in space outside, spinning freely with her whole body tilted at a forty-five-degree angle. Pandora silently glanced at her utterly undignified sister, calmly moved several dozen kilometers away, and began summoning an overwhelming barrage of drone cannons for her favorite activity: artillery plowing.
The enemy's counterattack had been temporarily suppressed. Under my orders, Odysseus and Ruina still held their positions. They would wait until the enemy reinforcements entered the battlefield, until their opponents were at their most relaxed, then strike without warning. The enemy reinforcements would not arrive for another ten-odd minutes. They had likely received word that their advance force was locked in bitter fighting and were rushing here at top speed, but every move they made, including their current forced march, had been calculated by Xiao Xue hours ago.
"A distress signal? What's the situation?" I turned toward the Command Hall beneath the Officer Platform. An intelligence officer rose from his seat. "Your Majesty, we are analyzing the source of the signal, but we suspect the source itself has already been destroyed. No further transmissions can be received from that frequency..."
"That was a third-party transmission?" Siweisi frowned. "If it isn't ours, lower its priority. We