With an intense concentration visible on her face, Seo-jun extended her hands, commanding the pinkish thorns to form a massive, swirling mass. The thorns, glowing with an eerie light, seemed to pulsate with energy, responding to her silent commands.
"Tracking thorns," Seo-Jun muttered, directing the organic mass toward the F-35s.
In the command center, Richard and his team watched in disbelief as hundreds of pinkish thorns, alive and moving with a mind of their own, chased after Lightning-2's jet. The thorns, exhibiting remarkable agility and speed, quickly gained on the jet, undeterred by its evasive maneuvers.
"Lightning-2, you have incoming!" Richard warned urgently over the radio.
"I see them, Eagle! Attempting evasive action!" Lightning-2 responded, pushing the jet to its limits.
