The air in the Safe Haven was heavy with the remnants of destruction. Smoke billowed from collapsed buildings, and the once-bustling streets were eerily silent, save for the distant cries of panicked residents. The forces from the Japan Central Dorm had landed, their sleek, advanced battleships standing ominously amidst the wreckage.
The woman, clad in her polished military attire that exuded both authority and composure, stepped out from the lead battleship. Her sharp gaze swept over the destruction before landing on Kenta, who was dusting himself off, his stance already recovered from the earlier pressure of the Arch-Kaiju and the Nexomorph's battle.
She strode toward him, her movements calm but deliberate, her soldiers parting to clear her path. Without preamble, her voice cut through the air like a blade.
"What exactly is that... creature we just faced, Kenta?"
