"Not here, Hanya." Gudora calmly eyed the people around them, "We'll discuss it once we return home."
"Okay," Hanya nodded and remained silent for the rest of the journey.
Seated in the theatre room, Inala's eyes shot up in disappointment, 'They didn't say much.'
'Do I do it, or not?' After a moment of hesitation, he decided to take the risk, 'If it's a trap, I'll be inviting myself to death in two days. I can't avoid the risk this time.'
Thinking as such, he gave a command to the Empyrean Zinger Scout which relayed the message with a short screech through the tunnel network.
At the terrace of the Theatre was an open pipe. Two Empyrean Zinger Scouts crawled out and leaped like a pair of leeches, covering long distances with every jump by harnessing their Secondary Nature of Internal Inertial Gravity.
