"You know I could have beaten you three up if I got serious, correct?" Patriarch Reginald stated as he entered the briefing room on the Gorgoneion.
Almost all of the expert pilots in the expeditionary fleet were present in the compartment today.
It was actually quite rare for so many expert pilots to gather together like this. Their strong willpower and personalities brushed against each other like invisible bubbles.
As Ves stood at the head of the conference table alongside his wife, he became fascinated by what he observed.
Expert pilots were akin to preparatory ace pilots. The former possessed a shadow of the latter, and that showed in the way that each of the ones before him radiated their own domains that attempted to claim ownership in the space around their bodies.
Naturally, these domains didn't like it when they mixed with each other. It was like several different states bumping into each other.
