"Fine! Let's move closer then!" Hye growled, his jaw tightening as he stared at the weird state of his technique. He didn't know why his arms were sluggish, nor why the distance seemed to stretch like taffy, resisting his will.
He had almost no information to even make a wild guess. Instead of wasting time on theories, he decided to take the risk. He slammed the thrusters, diving headlong toward the swarm.
And there, something new—and violent—happened.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Out of the blue, a series of concussive strikes rocked the ship, throwing Hye against his seat restraints. The outer shell of his ship groaned under a sudden, overwhelming pressure. He had already activated the protective shields, and his defence systems were running on full cylinders, spitting fire at every perceived threat.
