Aladdin’s Magic Lamp Body

The battle had nearly grown into a full blown crisis. Although the situation kept getting worse and was about to develop into a messy scuffle, Sheyan seemed unconcerned and merely stood still. Only after his teammates had killed all the hostile soldiers in giant exoskeleton armour did Sheyan change his previously arrogant attitude. He spread his arms and said with the vague hint of a smile on his face, "It's about time the test ends, right, prince? If we keep on killing, we'll go out of control."

Sheyan's voice was not that loud, but for some reason, everyone in the base, including the monitoring soldiers in the underground bunker that could resist even nuclear radiation, could hear him clearly. That was actually another function of the sensory threads. They could transmit sounds to places that they extended to.