There were just too many dangers around him. It set him on edge and made him wish he hadn't been seduced by Wrath's sweet words about the benefits of the foreign battlefield.
But he was already here, and there was no return. So all he could do was accept his fate. He could only do that and curse.
Cursing looked like it would become a staple because he had to curse again when their demigod clashed with the demigod in the shape of a star.
He couldn't see their true figures. The only thing his eyes could comprehend were great flashes of light.
Meanwhile, the doors and ports of the spacecraft finally opened. The door was the whole length of the spacecraft.
This door was not as high as half the height of the spacecraft, but it opened the whole length of the internal space where the soldiers were to the whole outside. It was as if the whole wall of the internal space had opened up.
