Anthony stood in silence as he gazed at the gore he had painted with the blood and corpses of the Space Bandits; he simply shook his head slowly and turned around with a calm, indifferent expression. With a mere thought, the dome that had been protecting the ship shattered instantly, breaking apart like fragile glass under an unseen pressure.
The next instant, Bryan, Rider, Tiara, and Bringer arrived, as they had been watching from a distance with focused gazes. Their feet touched the ship's floorboard with calm ease as they took in the sight before them; none of them were uncomfortable despite the brutality before them, as they were all thoroughly accustomed to such gruesome and violent scenes.
They couldn't help but stare in amazement and awe; they had seen Anthony handle Lilith, they had seen him handle the Origin Mana Ranked assassins, and now they had seen him handle Space Bandits without any visible effort or strain.
