Drexel couldn't quite read the commander's thoughts. Thinking the man might not have heard him, he repeated himself with more conviction, "Yes, we are Supergiant-Class mecha pilots, and there are four of us."
"Perfect timing!" the commander exclaimed. "I have a critical mission for you. You need to take this Ether Crystal and send it through one of the wormholes. It's a tough assignment, but for the sake of the Alliance people on Planet Waste, we must ask for your help."
"Understood! We will complete the mission!" Drexel responded with a firm salute.
The commander returned the salute with equal seriousness. "On behalf of Planet Waste, thank you."
Switching back to his team's channel, Drexel relayed the mission and its risks to Deanna and the others.
They all nodded in agreement without hesitation. Drexel felt a surge of pride. He then went to the commander alone to retrieve the Ether Crystal.