An hour later, the panicked Commander returned to the waiting room, and Max gave him a curious look.
"There is something wrong with the device. I have been locked in there for almost a year. How is the station? Has it fallen? Thank the creators that you returned here to wait for me." He rambled.
Max smiled. "It has been one hour. It's not even lunchtime on the first day yet. It seems that the Koleska mind can't process the information without the sense of time, so you experience the whole event as a constant time stream, where the human mind instinctively knows once we return that the time never actually passed. We were just force-fed the information.
Tell me, how much of the combat training do you remember? It's the most basic close combat fighting style I know, and it is useful both unarmed and in a Mecha." Max asked.
