Mamo had considered what kind of moment it would be when he stepped out of the Cultivation Room again, but no matter how he guessed, he never imagined it would be for such a reason that he exits his nest.
"Don't be too nervous, everyone, we're just delivering cargo."
Mamo spoke, attempting to relax the others, whose nervousness was almost bursting the carriage.
"Just delivering cargo?" Balder said helplessly, "You yourself made a move... a Seeker of Glory escorting personally?"
Balder already guessed what they were escorting.
"Well, to be exact, we're just accompanying technicians, responsible for dealing with various technical emergencies," Mamo said, "The real escorts are someone else."
Balder asked, "Who is it?"
Just as he finished speaking, Balder heard a burst of static noise, like a raging wind surging and colliding within a sealed tunnel.
Something was approaching, catching up with this subway at an unimaginable speed, accompanied by the low hum of metal.
