The Nuwali did not give the classic response—"I'm fine too." Instead, they provided a very practical casualty report.
The crash had killed a few unlucky souls, mostly lower-deck staff. The other crew members had suffered only minor injuries in the accident thanks to their suits.
The Nuwali supervisor was heartbroken over the company's losses, but he still firmly stated that settling accounts with the Beyonders was a fundamental national policy of Nuwali. Any sacrifices made on the road to collecting that debt were worthwhile, and the bill would remain charged to the Beyonders.
"Wanda, help them fix their ship. We can use the chance to find somewhere cool and enjoy some air conditioning."
This was where Enchantress could shine. If Little Rich were to repair the ship, the prerequisite would be studying and understanding every piece of Nuwali technology before he could fully restore it.
Magic did not need to be that complicated. Wanda merely gathered Chaos energy and said:
"Restore the ship."
A flash of red light, and the repairs were instantly complete. Not only that, she also lifted the ship out of the desert and casually changed the color of its engine exhaust.
The Nuwali ship was gold and red as well. Only its exhaust had been white, thanks to some special technology humans could not understand, making it clash with the warship's colors. It looked much better now.
"Oh, my gold! Thank you!"
The Nuwali before them leaped up in delight, patting Deathstroke's knee as compliments poured from his mouth:
"Humans truly are a great race! No wonder you have fought the Beyonders for ten thousand years across seven hundred generations. Your spirit is worthy of every Nuwali learning from it! And this method of using energy called magic is so wondrous, so beautiful! Red—it's red! Oh,