Flapping the black wings on their backs, the five Werewolves flew passed the merchant ships towards the forefront of the battlefield. They looked like small, inconspicuous dots compared to the few hundreds of battle airship mechs. It was as though five drops of ink dripped into an ink bottle without any noticeable changes.
Garen drove the flying ship and followed them closely behind. He stopped only when he caught up to the business alliance's mothership.
His gaze was fixed at the five Werewolves, watching how they were going to perform. Soon, they approached a small torpedo ship.
Whoosh!!
Five lasers were being shot out almost concurrently.
The small torpedo ship exploded suddenly, turning into a soundless fireball. The explosion sound was not transmitted over due to the long distance.
However, Garen still felt the momentary shock caused by the explosion of the torpedo ship.
