A mech flew out of the dark warship. Very swiftly it arrived by Thorn’s side and seized the lifeless commander floating in space; like a bird returning to its nest, a flawless swing drew towards the opened gate.
"My lord, I have returned," a gentle voice rang in the captain’s room.
"Mhm, discovery?" an emotionless voice stated.
"Thorn has officially deceased, caused by a recursion ray right through his heart. An immediate death. Other than the two pores about the size of fingers, numerous slashes were found over his body. He should have been involved in an intensive fight before, where his foe could be also a fighter. The speculation, my lord, is that Thorn probably had a struggling fight with an ace fighter and was then sniped by one with a superior marksmanship, thus the instant death," the gentle voice reported serenely, although the lips were shaking when "recursion ray" was mentioned.