"I will retrieve the Digitally advanced carrier, no matter what."
"Wait a minute." Eric spoke as he slowly stepped back, with his eyes fixed on Kruulith. He moved cautiously, one step at a time.
He kept going until he was close to the wardrobe behind him.
Deep down, he already knew the truth. If a real fight started, his chances of winning was practically zero. The thought sat heavily in his chest, but he didn't show it. His body stayed tense, ready to react, even if it might not be enough.
A small breath left his lips as he steadied himself.
"I thought you said you couldn't kill me until D.E.L.T.A fully regenerates?"
"Given D.E.L.T.A's advanced technology, it shouldn't take long before it regenerates. Which means... It shouldn't be long before I cut you open."
Eric tensed a bit. "Well, if you consider five days as short, then suit yourself."
He sat down on his chair with an exesperated sigh, and turned on his system.
