Hans gripped the meteorite shard with both his hands, Game over, hive!
The psychic aura it emitted fluctuated, disturbing the both the hive and the zombies. Fearing the loss, the hive roared.
Shockwaves spread across a large area, pushing everything aside. Yet, amidst the chaos, Hans remained. He focused on the containment system's progress, wishing each that second was faster.
Then it came—what the hive dreaded, and what Hans wanted to achieve.
Inside the containment system, a large meteorite shard spanning almost half a meter floated inside the capsule.
Wisps of pink psychic aura flared out of its body occasionally. Just as he reached out to touch it, he found his consciousness back into the real world.
The hands who had once seized something now felt free.
Removed of restraints, the shockwave drove him out of the central area.
His body flung mid-air, spinning the world around him.
"Catch the Commander!"
