Ma'abu's facial expression darkened as the image zoomed in in front of him, showing the mysterious shuttle aimlessly floating above the massive black pyramid and above the battlefield.
"That's…that's…" Ma'abu stuttered.
Chen turned around to look at Ma'abu. In all their time working and planning together for today, this was the first time he could say he was truly seeing Ma'abu flustered.
"Who's that? I can sense something very wrong about that magic shuttle." Chen said.
Ma'abu shook his head, "That's not a magic shuttle. I don't know what that is but that's not a magic shuttle, definitely not."
"It looks like a magic shuttle," Chen said with all seriousness. He could feel the unnatural flow of time but he couldn't say that there was something wrong with the shuttle itself.
The shuttle was all black and had spiky edges. Chen didn't know why but he felt like he had seen this particular shuttle before. Or he had heard someone describe something like it before.
