This was completely different from what they'd been promised. One look told them this was a godforsaken backwater with no surveillance equipment for them to seize control of. Since when had Earthlings become so clever?
Seeing the aliens' stunned reactions, the officer escorting them couldn't help curling his lips upward. Sending them to this primitive prison had been a last-minute decision from above. Though he didn't know why, he had enough sense to see that this seemed to have prevented some sort of problem.
No matter what, his resentment toward these aliens was undoubtedly the deepest. They had been the reason he'd made such a fool of himself before. Watching them hit a wall now felt indescribably satisfying. So what if they really were aliens? Weren't they still captives now, prisoners beneath their feet?
"Tut, tut. I really wonder what your reactions will be once you're sent to the dissecting table."
"Foolish humans, do you dare?"
"Hmph. Haven't you done the same to our kind?" He gave a soft snort. If one wanted to fully understand a species' characteristics, beyond theoretical knowledge, wasn't dissection the way to do it?
"Haven't you done the same to animals?"
The alien's words made the officer's expression change. They were comparing humans to animals!? And if they said that, did it mean they really had done such things?
Damn it!
"Stay here and behave yourselves."
With a heavy snort, he turned and left. The aliens had all been locked in separate cells, each one specially reinforced. No matter how powerful these aliens were, they could never break out.
After leaving, the officer had to report the situation. Some things couldn't be properly explained over a communicator—for example, those bizarre flames and ice. Speaking of which, apart from the alien who hadn't been frozen, all