The deafening roar shook the trees around them. Even the hulls of the two fighter jets and the ground around Dilos trembled.
The tremors faded along with Dilos's roar, but the shock he had left in everyone nearby lingered.
"Monster..."
Inside the cabin, one agent sat on the floor, staring blankly at Dilos on the screen as he uttered the word.
Another agent sitting beside him immediately clapped a hand over his mouth.
But it was no use. In the silence, Dilos's senses were fully heightened. Even through a metal door, he heard every word the agent had said.
"Monster?" Dilos raised an eyebrow and pursed his lips ruefully. "Well, I suppose that's what I am to you."
With that, silence fell over the scene once more.
No one in the cabin had expected Dilos to know someone had spoken inside.
"Agent Hand, has the psychic ability inhibitor on our fighter stopped working?"
Coulson was a senior agent, after all, and he was better than the others at adapting to sudden situations and steadying himself. Though the abilities Dilos had displayed still struck terror in his heart, he could nevertheless think as rationally as possible.
"I'm afraid not." Agent Hand glanced at the electronic display in the cockpit, instantly crushing Coulson's hopes. "Aside from a few problems with the engines and weapons, all the other systems are functioning normally. I think his hearing must be exceptionally good."
"Okay."
Coulson's expression shifted. After a long pause, he said helplessly, "He hasn't made a move in all this time, so he probably doesn't want to kill us. At least, not right away. He probably wants us to come out."
"If we go out, everyone here could be killed." Hand saw what Coulson meant, but clearly didn't agree with him.
"If we stay