"Then they repeated the whole process again?" I gaped. I couldn't see my own expression, but it had to be spectacular. "You're saying they assembled twice?"
"They assembled twice and withdrew twice." Tawell spread her hands, then switched the display on the Holographic Projection. "These are the telemetry results from the second time. Fleet signals on the same scale as the first appeared in the border region, then scattered and ran off before their formation could even stabilize. Most of the fleets withdrew back into the depths of the Abyss Zone, while a small portion vanished without a trace. Perhaps they were too small for the Intelligence Unit's scans to detect, or perhaps... they ran off somewhere nobody could possibly imagine."
I only half understood those complicated tactical analysis charts, but the chaos at the front lines was obvious at a glance. Listening to Tawell's report, I turned to Sandora in utter confusion. "Why does it feel like they're collectively freaking out?"
"That's why I hurriedly called you back." Sandora nodded. "The Fallen Apostle have never behaved this strangely. Something had already seemed off when they raided the God Race border some time ago, and now it seems to be getting worse... They can't possibly be carrying out military movements on this scale in the border region just to give us a scare."
I scratched my chin and began thinking, recalling my experiences with the Fallen Apostle over the past few years and searching for whether they had ever acted this crazy before. I actually did think of something related. "Hey, Harlan, didn't you and your legion freak out for a few days back then too?"
Harlan looked deeply embarrassed. "Can we not bring that up... Fine, there was indeed a period when we were muddleheaded, but I don't think