"What the hell is this! What the hell is this!"
Watching the rapidly approaching figure on the screen, Unlucky felt an uncontrollable urge to cry out in alarm.
The figure's size was massive, yet in the vastness of space, it seemed to defy the law of conservation of momentum as it swiftly closed in on the players' fleet. The strange spectacle gave Unlucky the sensation of having her brain scrubbed against the ground.
Through data analysis on the monitor, Unlucky knew the distance between the entity and their fleet was fourteen light years. But the entity was approaching at an incredibly fast speed, and she estimated the first contact would occur in about fifteen minutes.
As the saying goes, whatever you fear will come to pass, and Unlucky, who had already been concerned about some special event occurring, found that her fears were indeed coming true.
