Page 36 of Alien Prince's Cure


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I could anticipate the Vendikar’s moves, feel their presence even before they entered my visual field.

My fingers danced over the control panel, making split-second decisions.

A Vendikar ship zoomed into view, its energy cannons charging.

With a quick roll and pivot, I dodged its beam and retaliated with a precise shot of my own.

The enemy ship erupted in a bright explosion, and I couldn’t help but let out a triumphant yell.

This was it—the zone where everything seemed to slow down, and I was in complete control.

But wars, no matter how prepared you are, are unpredictable.

As I took out another Vendikar craft, I didn’t notice the trio of fighters that had flanked me from behind.

My ship’s alarm blared, and red warning lights flashed across my dashboard.

Before I could react, a beam grazed my starboard wing, sending my ship spiraling.

“Emilia!” Mayn’s voice crackled through the comm.

I tried to regain control, but the damage was severe.

The three Vendikar ships closed in, their intent clear.

As the reality of my situation sank in, a rush of fear threatened to overwhelm me.

But then, like a bolt from the blue, Mayn’s ship swooped in, shields shimmering, cannons blazing.

His fighter moved with an elegance and precision that left me in awe.

He expertly took out two of the Vendikar ships while his evasive maneuvers left the third disoriented.

Using the brief respite he offered, I managed to stabilize my ship, firing a few quick shots to dispatch the final Vendikar fighter.

“Thanks for the save,” I said, my voice shaky, but relief evident.

“Always got your back,” Mayn replied, a hint of a smirk in his voice. “But now’s not the time to let our guard down.”

Together, our ships moved in tandem.

We weaved through the battlefield, Mayn’s experience and my foresight making us an unstoppable pair.

We had a rhythm, a silent understanding.

He’d create diversions, drawing the enemy’s attention, while I’d strike from unexpected angles.

Our bond, strengthened through trials and shared purpose, became our greatest weapon.

“Emilia,” Mayn’s voice echoed in my earpiece, “I’ve spotted a Vendikar command ship. We need to disable it to disrupt their coordination.”

I locked onto his coordinates, and we made our way through the fray, dodging and firing, always moving forward.

The command ship loomed ahead, a massive vessel bristling with weaponry.

“We need a strategy,” I said, assessing the ship’s defenses.

“Trust me,” Mayn responded. “I’ll draw their fire. When I do, aim for the ship’s main reactor.”

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