With our current speed, escaping the gigantic Detonid's range was practically impossible. Adding to the fact that I had to swerve constantly to dodge its relentless attacks, escape was becoming nothing more than a pipe dream.
Our original objective was like in a defense game—holding back the enemy long enough for all allies to escape safely. A maximum of six minutes, considering the time it would take their Jump Drives to charge. But now, it felt more like a survival horror game, with an unstoppable monster relentlessly chasing us.
"UGH!"
I groaned as a moment's lapse in focus cost us greatly. A stray tentacle grazed the hull, peeling away armor plates as if they were nothing more than fish scales.
"A breach in the A3 Deck!" I cried as warning signs lit up across the ship's system, before giving out an order the next second. "Percy, isolate that damaged section with airlocks! Don't let the ship depressurize!"
