[Host,] Uriel's voice came through right away. [That's a high-rank scanner. Your current ID can't fool that!]
Zion grit his teeth.
'I know that,' he replied internally. 'But do you think I can just run away from here?'
Uriel remained silent for a second, clearly hesitant.
[That Sovereignty officer is only a D-rank,] the AI finally said. [Your odds at escaping are far better than staying here.]
Zion glanced around while the first few mercenaries walked up to the officer with their holographic IDs out.
'I could try to escape while blending in as much as possible,' he thought, clenching his fist.
But he knew it wouldn't be as simple as that.
'There should definitely be C-ranks, maybe even B-ranks here,' he thought, seeing their ships in the distance.
His brows furrowed. 'If I'm going to make a run for it, I have to go as fast as I possibly can.'
Zion took a deep breath, forcing his heartbeat to slow down.
