Yuri figured she was probably the only one who took online classes in the midst of a battlefield. If she wasn't studying, she was practicing her psychic power—a dry and tedious process.
Tuss had been away for quite a while. It had been five hours since she woke up, and he was still nowhere to be seen.
One by one, the other people on the warship returned, either to rest, replenish ammunition, or ask a beta to help them manage their Sea of Consciousness.
By the sixth hour, Yuri could no longer hold back her worry and started questioning the returning alphas, "Have any of you seen Tuss?"
"No sight of him, but heard about him on the public chat channel. He's been battling non-stop. He's fighting so fiercely, the insectoids are avoiding the area he's in," one soldier said with admiration.
"So, he keeps changing positions with others," another soldier added.
