"This girl… Why does she give me the impression she knows exactly what she is doing?!!"
John muttered the words under his breath, his boots skidding to a halt. He had been running as fast as he could towards the southern territory when he watched what Cissel and Luke did against the machines. He was totally taken aback by how effortlessly Cissel and Luke had destroyed the fifty flying drones that attacked them in the first wave.
It wasn't just the victory that stunned him; it was the method. John's first thought when he spotted the flying drones on his map was that they would maintain a high-altitude hover, raining down bombs from a distance that rendered his ground towers and cannons useless. And against such a scenario, he and his friends would be totally powerless.
