After they finished their brief break, the Swordmaidens advanced closer to the center.
After batting aside numerous voribug attacks and forcing the surrender of dozens more pakklatons, they arrived in front of a massive closed gate.
It was large enough to allow for the entry of mechs.
Ketis briefly frowned as she studied the scans of the gate. The barrier was thick enough to withstand serious firepower. Her squad of elite Swordmaidens didn't bring enough firepower to open up a breach.
Fortunately, she didn't have to wait and call for a demolitionist to blast the gates open.
Her sword arm became firm again as she and Sharpie embodied the Annihilator Sword Style.
Under the impressed gazes of her fellow Swordmaidens, Ketis strode forward and used her sword to slice through the material of the gate with ease.
She would have exerted herself a lot more if she through to cut through so much resilient material in the past, but the consumption was much more manageable to her this time.
Soon enough, she succeeded in cutting open a rectangular cavity that was large enough for her group to pass through.
They entered a massive hall with a high ceiling and contained lots of different metal trees.
The Larkinsons had already learned that the pakklatons were fond of recreating their traditional living environment.
"All of the important stuff is above." Ketis said as she swept the area with her senses. "We should head closer to the center. Pay attention to ambushes."
Ketis and the Swordmaidens activated their boosters and their antigrav modules to rise from the deck.
Most of them wore medium armor which provided them with a balanced mix of armor and maneuverability. Their flight speeds weren't low. With the local gravity set at 0.76 g, the Swordmaidens were actually faster than usual!
Once they flew close to the top, they noticed that much of the central hall was devoid of pakklatons.
"Where are the voribugs? I can see plenty of chew marks, but it is odd we haven't been attacked by them for a while."
"Dead. Look down. The deck is littered with insect corpses."
"Don't forget that we have exterminated a lot of voribugs since we entered." Ketis pointed out. "They should be a lot less active at this time."
The chance of getting assaulted by a huge voribug swarm was low as long as there weren't any elder voribugs in the vicinity.
After a short flight, they neared the center of the massive chamber. The Swordmaidens spotted a large platform that contained numerous strange and colorful statues and structures.
Ketis was no stranger to this sight. Her eyes twitched as she figured out the significance of this place.
"Careful. This is a ceremonial or religious site. The pakklatons must value it a lot. This might even be their command center."
The Swordmaidens slowed down and readied their weapons. As long as the pakklatons launched a single attack, the soldiers would be ready to fight back as hard as possible!
The expected attack did not arrive, though. The human soldiers smoothly landed on the high platform and looked around with a mix of vigilance and curiosity.
The avians possessed a simple aesthetic style. Much of the civilian ship's architecture looked cheap and utilitarian. The aliens clearly did not value her before humans began to invade the Red Ocean.
Even so, they invested a lot of effort into turning this platform into some sort of shrine or ceremonial site.
The murals depicted alien letters that the Swordmaidesn didn't even attempt to read.
Dozens of statues of noble-looking pakklatons were placed in a circle around the middle. Nobody knew whether they were gods or historical figures, but none of them cared about that detail at the moment.
"Contact."
They spotted a single pakklaton at the very center of the platform. The alien was clearly older than any of the other avians the Swordmaidens had encountered.
"Caww…" The alien calmly gestured towards the approaching humans.
The pakklaton on the platform possessed a different demeanor that Ketis instantly recognized from those who wielded authority.
This was a leader. Perhaps they might have encountered the alien individual in charge of the entire refugee fleet!
Compared to the other pakklatons they encountered, the leader bird's feathers were faded and drooping. A beautiful headdress made out of metal and the feathers of other avian species adorned the alien's head.
As Ketis stepped forward and stood in front of the larger and taller alien, she gazed into the pakklaton leader's eyes.
Despite their inability to interpret each other's words, they were able to read each other's gazes.
The alien's eyes were deep and conveyed a lot of sadness. The tragedy that had befallen his race and the people he was charged with protecting had left an enormous burden on his mind.
This was an alien who cared for his fellow pakklatons. Ketis could respect that sentiment.
"I'm sorry that it has come to this." She told the alien with her own words. "I am not comfortable with what has happened, but humanity will not stop until they conquer the Red Ocean."
The large alien looked down at the human soldiers that had conquered the evacuation ship and thumped the surface of the platform with his clawed foot.
"Caw caw caw caw…"
Ketis frowned. If Ves was here, he could probably figure out what this alien figure was saying.
It was too bad that she excelled in wielding swords. She could cut down this pakklaton leader easily enough, but what would that accomplish?
The figure had already taken the initiative to show that he didn't carry any weapons or suspicious equipment. The alien anticipated that the humans would reach this key location and did not prepare an ambush.
Although Ketis appreciated the willingness of the alien leader to greet her without pointing any laser guns at her, their inability to talk with each other made her feel lost.
Fortunately, the pakklaton leader did not insist on his attempt to talk with Ketis. The large sentient bird slowly turned around and reached out towards a cylindrical pillar with one of his limbs.
A small circular port opened up to reveal a transparent container that was shaped like an egg.
The alien carefully grasped the egg with his articulating wing arm and slowly drew it out before displaying it to his human guests.
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