In low Earth orbit, within the gradually taking shape giant "Super Dimension Fortress,"
"Quick, shut down the third communications room!"
As massive blast doors slammed shut one after another, a group of Island Nation communications personnel scrambled about, clutching their earpieces and roaring frantically.
"Where's the containment team?"
"Get over here, now! There's supernatural contamination in the third communications room!"
"Us? We're perfectly fine—bzzzzzz—of course we're fine—"
Tearing off his earpiece, the personnel in the main control room looked utterly grim. Their muscles were taut, and their Spiritual Power churned violently, terrified that they would suffer the same fate as the people in the third communications room the next second.
"Don't panic."
Several talismans flew over, sticking themselves onto the communications personnel.
"With us here, mere 'contamination' won't amount to anything!"
Only after hearing the voice behind them did the many Island Nation personnel in the main control room finally breathe a sigh of relief.
"Sorry to trouble you, Heads of the Family."
The ones who entered the high-tech-filled main control room were a young man and woman dressed in the flowing robes and broad sleeves of traditional Onmyoji: the Isogaya Siblings.
"What happened?"
The two siblings had accepted the government's invitation to participate deeply in the construction of the space fortress known as the "Super Dimension Fortress," and naturally, they were also responsible for security work. Whatever happened to this space fortress could serve as a future reference for the Igarashi Clan.
"Yes, Heads of the Family."
The person in charge of the main control room lowered his head respectfully and explained, "A few hours ago, we detected Gudora, one of Orochi's Eight Servants, heading toward America's west coast."
With such an enormous "space fortress" orbiting low Earth, its reconnaissance capabilities were a true dimensionality-reduction strike. Its various ultra-high-magnification