As Lova approached the car, her heart sank at the sight of the damage caused by the insectoid's pincer attack.
The once reliable engine now lay in disarray, wires and components hanging loose, a clear sign that their means of transportation had been rendered useless.
She stared at the mangled mess, frustration and concern flooding her mind.
"Oh no," Lova muttered under her breath, disbelief evident in her voice. "The engine... it's completely wrecked."
Shinon, who had been examining the remains of the defeated insectoid nearby, turned his attention to Lova, his expression shifting from battle-readiness to concern as he saw the distress on her face.
"What's wrong, Lova?" Shinon asked, utterly oblivious to the damage the insectoid caused to the car.
