In all seriousness, Tyra, stripping off her previous demeanor, wore a calm expression, pulling out her lightsaber which had not been activated yet, and at the moment looked like a short stick.
"Return to the ship, I'll be there in half an hour…" Saying this, she charged at the creature first, activating the light saber as it charged, growing in length and size, now looking like a sword. Without giving the young man a chance to respond.
Tyra and the creature exchanged blows for almost fifteen minutes, with blood and cuts all over her bleeding body, to which the Creature was in no better condition, losing a few limbs.
"Not so tough now...big guy?" She mocked "We have fifteen minutes more, any late words" her statement made the creature more angry than it already was. It slapped at the spot she was standing but she skillfully dodged, cutting off its arm, making it cry out in pain. Its remaining limbs became unstable and could not support its huge body, making it fall to the side.
Taking the one in a thousand opportunity, she leaped in the air beheading the creature as it's head rolled off, black liquid substance splattered everywhere, even on her clothes giving off an odd strong smell.
"Oh no…!" She exclaimed, Taking the head as she blotted to the entrance, sighting the ship that was off camouflage mode.
"Drive…"She commanded as they both left the abandoned station, traveling as fast as they could.
Tyra bandages her injured body, luckily, the Spaceship has a first aid kit, in case of an emergency.
"On returning to Earth, I'll report to the chief…you don't have to say anything" The young man still kept silent after her words. Not talking since their departure and on their return.
"Are you a mute…Or you just don't want to talk to me…?" After her words, he gave her a cold gaze making her assume she was mistaken as she apologized staring at him, trying to read his expression, but his face held indifference from beginning to end to her disappointment.
After returning, Tyra found herself being scolded by their Chief, for reporting late, as she tried to defend herself that she lost track of time in space and almost a year went by.
"Fine you are forgiven…what about the Quantum Crystals that appeared and I asked you to retrieve, where is it…?" The chief asked in a lazy voice as if tired, different from his scolding character earlier.
"Emm…that…" She stammered.
"Don't tell me you lost it. It appears every six years and disappears two weeks later. It is not stored in a Temporal Pod…Don't tell me you lost it…please…!" His eyes seemed to be begging, Tyra refused to be the bearer of bad news as she couldn't tell him she used it, and lost it on the mission.
"I'll be back, excuse me…" She immediately shut the door, leaving the scene. Only after the door shut did the chief realize that she ran away, he didn't even know when she reached the door, he couldn't help but sigh…
"I should have just sent Morgan instead", he sighed in regret…
"Space travel is so annoying…!" Tyra complained, going in the direction of the training room. She enjoyed training more than going on missions, but she has to go, being the Ace of Elynium squad she prioritizes the well being of her teammates above all else. Knowing that if she doesn't do it, someone else may die trying. Speaking of teammates, she suddenly remembered her partner in the last mission and wanted to pay him a visit.
But, thinking about it, how would she look for him? If she doesn't even know his name, there are over two thousand members in Elynium.
"Maybe I can check the roaster…"
Due to the huge number of Elynism, each hundred persons were divided into ranks, ranging from rank 1 to 7, rank 1 having the maximum number of fifty persons picking the best fifty persons each year, rank 2 also having the maximum of fifty persons and the other ranks having hundred persons each accordingly.
Unaware of what his name was and his ranking, she decided to ask Morgan, who strangely enough knew the name of everyone in the Organization.
Reaching the inside room that was home to the rank leaders, she knocked on a luxurious looking door, which automatically opened as cold air quickly escaped revealing a spacious room, with a wine cellar and a king size bed.
"What brings our Ace here, instead of the training ground…?" Morgan questioned with sarcasm, as the rank leaders, they mostly delegate missions to their subordinates and only handle important one's, so they don't train often and for a short period of time. Only Tyra trained like her life depended on it, and Morgan who was second in rank was her only friend as others thought she made them look lazy.
"I want you to help me find someone…?" She asked, as Morgan gave her a doubtful look.
"Who do you want to kill this time…?" He asked in all seriousness.
"Why do you think I want to kill the person…?
"I don't know…maybe because you only find your enemies…? He asked while still doing his business.
"It's someone from Elynism, I want to find…"
"What's the name…?"
"I don't know"
"Age…?"
"No Idea"
"Rank…?"
"No clue"
"How do you expect me to find the person then…?"
"What's the gender then…?
"It's a he…"
"Is that really the only thing you know about the person…?
"Fortunately...yes and unfortunately yes…"
"Why fortunately…?"
"Because I remember…"
"Oh…sorry I can't help you"
"What why…!?"
"You have no Idea who he is, his name, age and rank, what do you expect me to do…?"
"Oh…and he's a mute" she said with confidence only to receive a disgusted look from Morgan for her incompetence.
"Except he's a rank leader which will be difficult for me to investigate, and come to think of it, none of the rank leaders are mute and they all despise you so the leaders are not an option sorry, can't be helped" He said making Tyra stare at him in anger.