The Eleventh Prince Haiwins, who always appeared much more refined than the average Teizenese, looked terrible at this moment. What was supposed to be a simple assault on Gigite Star had turned into a debacle when the Earthlings suddenly attacked, breaking their shield array.
Haiwins could no longer maintain his inscrutable facade and moved from the ecologic room to the command bridge. Seeing his vassals in disarray and even resorting to physical altercations, his irritation grew.
"What are you waiting for? We can't go to war with the Earthlings in this condition," Haiwins acknowledged, accepting Aolans's decision.
The fleet in his hands was his means of standing now. No matter how many missions he completed, if he returned to Teizene Star with a severely damaged fleet, his position could be compromised.