Meanwhile, on another part of the dreadnought Taurus Prime, the Alpha Squad was continuously moving toward the center of the vessel, where their mission objective—the Power Generation Units—was situated.
They were currently locked in a small engagement, having surrounded a group of Minotaurs in the middle of a corridor that split into three different directions.
These Minotaurs were moving away from the generation room. The group's composition was unusual: at the very center were several unarmed, lean-figured Minotaurs, not built like the warriors of their race. They were surrounded and heavily protected by a few dozen heavily armed Minotaur warriors.
The Minotaurs, who were desperately trying to fight back against this sudden adversary that had appeared out of thin air, were already gripped by terror. Alarm bells were ringing in their minds as they began to fall like flies to the attack.
"Pew! Pew! Pew!"
The corridor we're filled with the sound of plasma and laser weapons.
