"Are you done talking?" Finn Lewis sneered.
"Of course not," he admitted. "While I concede that your mecha is quite formidable, its engine seemingly unaffected by such interference, this battle is your destiny. Embrace the gift I am giving you! Haha. I'm curious to see how you plan to take down this planet with just that tiny ship."
"You seem to have thought of everything," Finn Lewis spoke calmly as he fiercely shattered a space fighter with his right hand.
"Are you suggesting there's something I haven't considered?" Alex asked with a smile.
"Indeed, I am telling you that you've got one thing wrong, and also, my ship is filled with a large army; you've simply overlooked one detail," Finn Lewis sneered without hesitation, speaking directly since he had noticed that those small warships had already landed on the ground.
Meanwhile, Finn Lewis had just finished off the last space fighter in the sky.
"Really? I am looking forward to seeing your trump card," Alex sneered back.
