The battle had come to an end, and the warriors set about cleaning the battlefield. Citizens of Planet 165 poured out from their shelters, joining in the massive cleanup.
They worked energetically, keeping their distance from the area where the red and green mechas stood. Even those cleaning a hundred meters away deliberately softened their movements, their whispers barely audible.
Yuri had been asleep for over ten hours. She woke up to the blinding daylight, people bustling about, the scene surreal in the aftermath of battle. If not for the ruins in the distance, she might have doubted whether she'd somehow ended up somewhere else.
"Awake?" Tuss's head popped in from outside, his handsome face glittering in the daylight.
Yuri was spellbound.
Half an hour later, Yuri sat on a roadside stone, holding a large bowl. She stared at the two big ribs inside and asked curiously, "Where did these come from?"
