The mood in the observation chamber had grown tense. Everyone had previously received a huge fright.
They had become negligent to the possibility that the emergence of an unknown alien powerhouse may end up providing their enemies with the tools they needed to dismantle the human race's greatest advantages!
All of them had woken up by this point. After explaining the situation to the Saint Commander and the other ace pilots, the champions of the Larkinson Clan had become alerted as well.
They no longer intended to hover at the sidelines in order to give Saint Isobel all of the room she needed to adapt to her new throne.
The interests of human civilization as a whole vastly outweighed that of a single junior ace pilot!
Even Isobel herself would probably agree with this prioritization if she still retained a sober mindset.
Unfortunately, her current situation had caused her to become much less reliable than before.
