"May I ask what do you intend to do, supreme leader?"

Rigo felt something was off. If he was a human he would feel a bad omen at this moment, however he wasn't. all he could feel was the strangeness of James' words and his order.

Rigo couldn't disobey the order, however he tried to understand what was going on to be more prepared.

"I'm going to save us all. Be ready to catch us soon in the space."

James didn't give Rigo any more time to say anything, as he bent his legs and began to move. The idea of James was very simple, as he wanted to use the cannon for his advantage.

However it was risky, especially when he was fighting against the laws of nature, the difference of pressure. There was nothing to control that force, so he couldn't predict if he would succeed or fail.

"Hinder him, mover the ship here and pray for me."

James said that and then he started to move. Strangely the first thing to move wasn't him, but the cannon. He waved the cannon from his back to the front, so it would be pulled strongly by the forces of nature.

Space was merciless, however the laws of nature were much more. If James missed his chance right here, he wouldn't be able to return to the large cruiser in time to save Dora.

He had only one shot, and he risked everything on it. just when the cannon got loose, James started to move as well. He also let himself be sucked by the traction force.

A large cannon moved with a teenager behind it, both were suspended in zero gravity and pulled by irresistible force towards the deck breach.

Their speed was accelerating with every passing second, however James wasn't concerned by that. All he was focusing on was the scepter, not Dora.

If the scepter could resist this traction force this easily, then he would aim for it as an anchor. What he missed was a force that would push him against the traction force, a force that his cannon would generate for him.

Just as he was passing beside Dora and the scepter, he pressed the trigger of the cannon. His hands never left the handles for even a second, and thus a pulse attack was launched towards the ship body.

This was the only variable that he was afraid of. The recoil of the cannon negated the traction force over James' body for a couple of moments, when he used the cannon as a grounding point and jumped.

It was a mere one eter separating him from the scepter, however he felt it was like miles. The second hole generated here added a shock wave that made the barely balanced nature inside the commanding deck more turmoil.

Another tracking force with a different direction was generated here, which made things more complicated for James who was midway in the air towards his scepter.

The variable he feared was worthy of his fears, as the new traction force caused a stir like storm inside the deck. The current generated from that hit James' body and pushed him off course, he was now falling in a different direction away from the scepter.

Just a few tens of centimetres and he would grab it. All it needed for him was a foot step and he would reach his goal, but he failed.

He couldn't do that here, and now his body was free moving under the effects of the turbulent forces here.

He wasn't even going to land outside the deck, he was heading straight towards the inside. His body would collide with the inside of the commanding deck over and over again if the current course continued.

He knew that from first glance, but he didn't have anything to do to stop such a fate.

He was doomed.

"Eat me."

Suddenly this harsh voice came like a whisper inside his ears. It was like someone was speaking to him just over his shoulders. James didn't have the mind or the time to think about this voice, however he knew this wasn't the first time for him to hear such a voice.

He once heard it when he saw the scepter inside Dora's little cruiser.

"Eat me and I will save you."

The voice came again, this time with other words and an offer, and James couldn't even think about it at this precise moment.

If he refused he would die and nothing or no one would be able to save him. his death would be in vain, as he wouldn't be able to save Dora, or Eli, or the other youths in his small cruiser.

Everything was over if he died, however he didn't know what would end up with him if he followed this mysterious voice that seemed to allure him.

It looked like a trap, a trap he had no other choice but to embrace and hope the consequences wouldn't be severe.

"Eat me and I will save you."

"How can I eat you?"

That was an issue, as how could he eat that voice, or that scepter. James wasn't stupid, as he was pretty sure that voice came from the scepter, so did he have to eat the scepter?

That would be insane and unrealistic.

"A drop of blood voluntarily offered to me and you can eat me."

James was moving away with each passing second from the scepter, however that didn't prevent him from replying with a sneer:

"Who is going to eat who here? are you planning to eat me?"

"This is the only way, a drop of blood voluntarily to eat me. eat me and save yourself, that's the way."

James knew he didn't have the time to think about this, and he had no guarantee about his safety. He didn't hesitate to take a gun from his storage bracelet and shoot his arm with it.

He didn't volunteer by one drop, he volunteered by a stream of blood. His blood moved like a fountain from his arm towards the scepter. Once his blood touched the scepter, the scepter vanished and miraculously James appeared in its place, just above Dora.

Dora was still shocked from what she passed through, however the sudden appearance of James instead of the scepter made her return to reality once again as she whispered:

"James! What are you doing here?!!"