The entire chamber was unlike any other chamber he had encountered inside the tower.
Displays covered nearly every wall, while enormous control systems occupied the room, continuously processing streams of information.
Yet, no technicians were monitoring the systems, no soldiers guarding the entrances, and no commander standing before the central consoles.
Except for only two invaders who remained inside the command centre of Zeta.
Jonathan stood several meters away from Allen, gripping his weapon tightly as red particles circulated through the barrel.
The nozzle remained pointed directly at Allen's head.
Allen was still on the floor, his breathing uneven as he stared at the weapon aimed toward him.
"You fucking piece of shit! Die, Motherfucker!!"
BOOM!
No, it's not from Jonathan's weapon.
Something struck him from behind with such tremendous force that his entire body was launched forward before he could even understand what had happened.
"Ghhk!"
