Maine's team charged in like tigers among sheep.
Dorio's powerful punches, combined with a blast effect, sent a Klingon Soldier flying, armor and all, with a single blow.
Valerie and Jackie swiftly cleared the flanks with the advantage of their power armor and precise shooting; Falco moved like a phantom among the rocks, eliminating enemies with accurate short bursts.
The most astonishing was Morris.
Her Sandevistan System activated instantly, leaving an afterimage in her original spot, and the next second she appeared like a ghost behind the klingon Commander who was loudly giving orders.
A cold Sonic Blade, vibrating at high frequency, was held steadily against his thick neck, its sharp edge almost cutting into his tough skin.
"Don't move," Morris' icy voice whispered into the Commander's ear, instantly freezing his arm, which was raised with a bat'leth (klingon curved sword).
Within mere tens of seconds, the battle turned into a one-sided affair, with most Klingon Soldiers quickly subdued or incapacitated.
However, just as Maine's team thought they had the situation under control, an unexpected turn of events occurred!
In the chaos, two Klingon Soldiers, who were originally chasing the vulcan child, managed to seize him amidst the confusion.
One tall klingon man tightly gripped the child's neck with his thick arm, while his other hand pressed a disruptor against the child's temple. The child struggled, but the disparity in strength was too great.
"Federation dogs! Stand back!" the Klingon Soldier holding the hostage roared in broken Common, his eyes fierce and… filled with an almost fanatical conviction, "Otherwise, I'll kill this 'weapon'!"
Kirk immediately raised his hand, signaling a ceasefire, and Maine's team also ceased their attack, though their weapons remained aimed at the enemy.
"Weapon? What weapon? He's just a child!" Kirk tried to appease the klingon while his mind raced.
"Don't try to fool us!" the captor shouted, looking down at the struggling child in his arms, his eyes a mix of fear and greed, "We scanned him! He contains the same energy signature as this planet!
He is the ultimate weapon your Federation secretly researched! Capable of creating planets, and also destroying them! Hand him over to our klingon Empire!"
Osiris' crimson optical lens instantly focused on the vulcan child.
With high-precision sensors fully engaged, he indeed detected a faint but intrinsically unique energy fluctuation, originating from the same source as Genesis' environmental energy field, but more… concentrated and contained.
A… living Genesis energy carrier? This discovery shook Osiris' logical core.
This far exceeded any of his previous expectations.
Carol was also stunned; she murmured, "Impossible… the 'Genesis' energy should be diffused throughout the planet, how could it be concentrated in a single individual? Unless…"
Unless the child's birth was an unforeseen, perhaps even unnoticed, consequence of the genesis project itself.
The situation reached a stalemate.
Maine's team had the ability to instantly kill the captor, but couldn't guarantee the child's absolute safety.
The Klingons mistakenly believed the child to be a planet-destroying weapon, and were highly agitated, capable of harming the hostage at any moment.
Kirk faced a difficult choice: to forcefully assault and risk a rescue, or to attempt negotiations? And who exactly was the vulcan child being held hostage? What intricate connections did he have with Spock, and with the genesis project?
All the mysteries converged on that small, thin figure with an energy weapon pointed at his head.
Facing the Klingon Soldier's savage and fanatical threat, and the disruptor pressed against the vulcan child's temple, Kirk and the Federation personnel's hearts were in their throats, while Maine's team was already calculating the risks of a forced kill.
However, Osiris' crimson optical lens merely swept indifferently over the captor; his internal processor didn't even allocate a high-priority thread for it.
In his understanding, which originated from the Warhammer Universe, such an inefficient standoff, relying on biological emotional threats, was an insult to the word "efficiency."
He didn't even bother with verbal negotiation or tactical deployment.
While everyone—including the klingon captor—focused on the tense confrontation, a nimble auxiliary mechanical arm silently extended from Osiris' massive mechanical body, its fingertip holding an inconspicuous, dark-grey, ovoid device.
Without warning, without a sign, he tossed the "grenade" precisely towards the captor's position, as if casually discarding a piece of trash.
"Osiris! What are you doing?!" Kirk's voice, filled with shock and anger, rang out almost simultaneously with the throwing motion.
He couldn't understand why this otherworldly Magos would escalate the situation during a hostage crisis!
The klingon captor was also stunned; he had expected Federation personnel to retreat, to negotiate, or even to risk a shot, but he had absolutely not anticipated that the other party would directly throw something that looked like an explosive at him and the hostage!
He instinctively wanted to pull the trigger, but his brain experienced a momentary pause due to this completely illogical action.
In that split second, the "grenade" "exploded" silently.
There was no deafening roar, no scorching flames, no scattered shrapnel.
Instead, a pale blue energy field, rippling like water, expanded rapidly from the explosion point, precisely enveloping the hostage-taking Klingon Soldier and the vulcan child in his arms.
The next second, the scene within the energy field became bizarre—all movement abruptly ceased.
The Klingon Soldier's expression, a mixture of shock and ferocity, froze; his finger, moving to pull the trigger, was suspended in mid-air, and the energy light gathering at the disruptor's muzzle also seemed to be frozen.
The child he held hostage, his eyes wide with fear and his slight struggling movements, were also put on pause.
They seemed to have become lifelike sculptures, trapped within an invisible amber.
Outside the energy field, the wind still blew, and light still flickered, but time and space within the field had come to a standstill.
The entire scene was utterly silent.
Everyone was stunned by this unimaginable sight.
Maine's team members lowered their weapons slightly, their faces showing surprise; Kirk and Carol were dumbfounded; even the klingon Commander, held by Morris, widened his eyes through his mask, guttural sounds of disbelief escaping his throat.
Only then did Osiris' steady synthetic voice slowly speak, as if he had just done something trivial: "Stasis Grenade. When detonated, it generates a localized spacetime lock field, halting the flow of time within the field. During its duration, all activity inside enters absolute stasis."
His casual explanation, however, struck everyone's understanding like a heavy hammer.
Stop time?! This kind of technology, which only existed in theoretical fantasies, was actually used so casually by him, merely to solve what they might have considered a minor problem, not even a real issue?
"Now," Osiris' mechanical arm pointed to the static energy field, his tone devoid of any fluctuation, "you can go and retrieve that klingon and… that special individual.
Be careful not to touch the stasis field boundary, to avoid unpredictable spacetime disturbances."
Kirk recovered from his immense shock. He gazed deeply at Osiris, gaining a deeper and more awe-inspiring understanding of the technology wielded by this otherworldly Magos and his mode of operation.
He quickly gave orders: "Quick! Valerie, Jackie, carefully bring that child out! Maine, secure that klingon!"
The crisis was resolved in a way no one had anticipated.
Osiris, using the most direct and efficient means, demonstrated to the inhabitants of this universe what a "solution" from the age of dark technology truly was.
And the vulcan child, bearing Genesis energy, was finally out of danger, but he clearly harbored a greater secret.