"What a monster!" Captain Pegase aboard the Moon Rabbit couldn't help exclaiming. "Still, at least it's our monster, no matter what."
That counted as praise, didn't it? Though there was still a little bit of sarcasm in it.
The captain couldn't help adding, "But the greatest Titan ship being crippled by the most inconspicuous little boat—somehow, that's been made to sound like an epic!"
Sobek instinctively checked the sound-dampening field again, then looked for Selru. She wasn't on the bridge now; she must have gone to the ship's infirmary.
He really couldn't be bothered dealing with that anti-establishment firebrand right now. As long as she didn't shoot her mouth off in front of ordinary soldiers or superiors, he could accept the occasional outburst when she was feeling particularly genuine.
In fact, he himself had noticed the Natural Herald being hit a few minutes before Captain Pegase did. It wasn't that his battlefield instincts had grown sharper. It was simply that, as a psyker known for his spatial perception, an "Explorer" who had kept his attention fixed on the Titan ship would naturally pick up even the slightest change immediately.
It really was a very slight change. That amount of damage barely mattered to a Titan ship. She had even turned around and given the Earth warships hoping to pick up the scraps a good beating, like a lion turning to maul the hounds harassing it.
So why all the fancy tricks? Why not deploy five or six Titans at the front from the start and be done with it? No matter how invincible my nemesis was, wouldn't that leave them helpless?
Look at it this way: what were all those martyrs, the subspace, the lords of the Void Realm—if not a load of pointless bullshit? Look at the state of