Minerva pointed at the giant rock slowly enlarging outside the port side and asked:
"In a situation like this, can those guys still proceed at a snail's pace according to procedures?"
"…"
The boulder was still some distance away from the Endeavour, but anyone could see that, if they didn't turn around, a collision was only a matter of time. With the rock's length nearly a hundred meters, it was impossible to push it or the Endeavour away with Magic Armor, and cannon fire couldn't guarantee the effectiveness of pulverization, or the extent of damage explosive fragments could do to the Endeavour. In such a situation, the most prudent action was—
"The enemy places great emphasis on adaptability. With the mindset of facing a tongue-lashing from their commander if they miss an opportunity, they would reflexively act the moment a situation arises where they must deploy battleships for rescue. This is especially true now when the situation is absolutely in their favor,"
