The Votan broke free from the shackles of the warehouse, like a bolt of lightning across the sky. Amidst the chaos of the explosion, soldiers of the Darius legion quickly restored order and began sporadically shooting at the escaping The Votan. Bullets and lasers left shimmering trails in space, but none could intercept the swiftly departing spacecraft.
Selena stood in front of the smoke-filled warehouse, the ringing in her ears still echoing from the explosion. She angrily watched the direction of The Votan's disappearance, shouting loudly, but her voice was nearly drowned out by the massive explosion. Her expression was filled with indescribable anger and frustration.
Selena suddenly lifted the eye mask covering her eyes, revealing her red prosthetic eye. This eye was not only her trademark, but also one of her weapons. Her gaze closely followed The Votan, and her red eyes seemed to see through every move of the spaceship. She calmly analyzed the situation and quickly issued the pursuit command.
Selena's command was swiftly uploaded through the communication system of her flagship, the Punishment Queen. The atmosphere on the bridge was tense and focused, as every pilot knew the importance of the mission. The Punishment Queen was one of the most powerful warships in the Darius legion, equipped with immense firepower and a highly professional fighter squadron.
Selena's calm and decisive command was conveyed to the pilots. They quickly mobilized an elite squadron of fighter jets, ready to carry out interception missions. The personnel in the hangar swiftly refueled and armed the fighter jets, inspecting every system to ensure they would perform at their best in space combat.
The fighter pilots donned their flight suits and entered the cockpit of their aircraft. They received final instructions and intelligence updates through the communication system in their helmets. These fighters were the Empire's most advanced models, equipped with the latest weapons and defense systems, capable of handling various combat situations.
With the issuance of the launch command, the fighter jets shot out one by one from the belly of the Punishment Queen, like a pack of beasts pouncing on their prey. Their target was clear - intercept and capture The Votan, and hand over Arthur Grayson and Kyle to Selena.
On the other side, Kyle climbed out of the turret cabin, his face showing anger and confusion. He stared tightly at Diego, feeling the turmoil of being deceived and betrayed. As Kyle entered the cockpit, his face was filled with anger and confusion, his mind filled with countless questions and doubts. Ray Jin tried to approach him, gently touching his foot with his tail, but Kyle was too distraught to pay attention to this loyal companion.
Diego was busy manipulating The Votan, but as soon as he saw Kyle's expression, he realized that this young man needed an explanation.
Kyle approached Diego with anger in his voice: "You are Arthur Grayson? Why didn't you tell me earlier? Do you know what that name means to me?"
Diego stopped what he was doing and turned to Kyle with a hint of guilt in his eyes. "I know, Kyle. I know how important this is to you. But all that is in the past now. What's most important is how we escape from here."
Kyle angrily interrupted Diego. "No, you don't understand! Because of you, everything I had is ruined! Why did you hide your identity? Who are you really?"
Diego took a deep breath and tried to stay calm: "I am a space cowboy, a merchant, a smuggler. I have never been loyal to anyone, only to my own freedom. I am not part of the rebellion, nor am I with the Empire. Kyle, I know you hate me, but I swear I never meant to harm you."
Kyle clenched his fists, his emotions in turmoil. Just then, the alarm of The Votan sounded, and Diego quickly turned back to the control panel, his face serious: "It seems we don't have time to discuss this anymore. Selena has sent out fighters, we must respond immediately."
Kyle's gaze tried to peer through Diego's appearance, attempting to uncover the man hidden behind it. The alarm continued to sound within The Votan, intensifying the tension in the space. Kyle looked at Diego, the man who had once shattered his family, but now appeared so sincere and weary. In this moment, he began to question if his anger was misplaced.
His hand tightly gripped the broken sword at his waist, a symbol of all his anger and desire for revenge. However, at this critical moment, Kyle felt a hint of hesitation. His heart began to calm down, contemplating whether he should unleash his fury on the man before him.
In the end, Kyle took a deep breath and slowly released his grip on the sword hilt. His gaze moved away from Diego and turned towards the front where, in the dark red sky mixed with sand, the pursuers were closing in.
He said quietly to Diego, "Now is not the time to settle personal grievances. We have bigger problems to face."
Diego After a brief silence, slowly replied, "I know this is very difficult for you to accept. I never intended to drag you into this, but it has happened. We must now work together to at least leave here alive."
Diego Watching Kyle's change, a slight smile appeared on his face. He nodded and focused again on controlling the spaceship. In this chaotic sky, they needed to rely on each other to survive.
Diego's voice came through the communicator again: "It looks like Selena has no intention of letting us off easily. Kyle, get ready, we might be entering a real dogfight."
Kyle tensed his body and returned to the turret compartment, preparing for the upcoming battle. Although his heart was still filled with suspicion and anger towards Diego, survival was the most important thing at the moment. The Votan shuttled in the sky, and the pursuers' shadows were gradually becoming clearer not far away.
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