Ashiro and the others stood tense and motionless, watching helplessly as Kenta raised his hand, ready to give the order to pulverize the bunker. The apocalyptic vehicles, with their ominous hum and glowing weapons, were primed to unleash devastation. Lady Naga's fists were clenched tightly, her face grim with the weight of the inevitable.
In Ashiro's mind, the Nexomorph's deep, otherworldly voice echoed suddenly, breaking through his thoughts.
"Let me out. You know I can end this."
Ashiro tensed, his grip tightening around Konran. He knew exactly what the Nexomorph was capable of—both the salvation and destruction it could bring. His gaze flickered to Lady Naga, Inoue, and the others, all staring at the impending doom with dread.
"I can't just let you loose," Ashiro replied internally, his tone sharp. "Not here, not now."
