"Q-quick, get someone!"
The moment [Azure Flood Dragon] and [Sabertooth King] entered the Imperial Clan Council warship, Damon carried the badly injured Tristan out of the cockpit.
Justin watched nervously from the side.
He had clearly seen that Tristan was no longer breathing. He just didn't know whether there was still any activity in his brain cells.
Damon evidently knew that too, which was why he was so unusually agitated.
"Your Highnesses, the warship has the most comprehensive medical equipment. We'll do everything we can!"
The medics swiftly took Tristan away. There was nothing Damon could help with next; he could only wait.
"Don't worry. The Empire will definitely do everything it can to save someone like Lord Tristan. He surely has an account with the [Life Bank] too," Justin comforted him softly.
Damon merely nodded and offered no opinion on the matter. Instead, he pondered, "After [Doomsday] entered the main nest, there's been no movement?"
"Seems so."
Justin still felt lingering fear. Neither of them had recalled their [God-Slaying Armor]; they had simply remained in the warship's dock—perhaps that gave them a sliver of security.
"Recharge the units first," Damon said decisively.
The best energy source for replenishing [God-Slaying Armor] was the Infinity Clan's special energy canisters. Next best were the advanced energy blocks the Empire had specifically developed for [God-Slaying Armor]... Fleche's ship had no shortage of those.
There was even equipment in this dock that could directly charge the units.
Seeing Damon had already connected [Azure Flood Dragon] to the charger, Justin did not delay either. Not only did his [Sabertooth King] need recharging, he did as well. Only after swallowing large amounts of high-energy rations did the hunger in his body ease.
"We're about to enter the passage," Damon said calmly.
"Mm." Justin answered weakly. He