Captain Nimotin narrowed her eyes; she noticed that Yawen's new uniform was no longer that of a ground-level agent—monochrome with a base, it now featured a gold trim on the collar, and the uniform's epaulettes had been switched to the design of a frosted, frozen olive branch.
Besides that, an agent from headquarters handed her a special device that looked like a pair of silver-framed glasses without lenses, snugly fitting on the skin and temples, with two silver antennas extending forward.
'Elite Combatant… and she's even equipped with a Brainwave Amplifier.'
Not good, headquarters had already completely figured out their bottom line and status, and even knew what they lacked and what they were good at,
Swallowing hard, Captain Nimotin, who was almost two meters tall, had to be careful not to hit her head inside the cabin, which was just too easy to do; she had to keep her neck down and cautiously survey her surroundings.
Women.
