The face of the youth changed, to show a faint hint of anger. James did this on purpose, to make sure this youth wasn't bluffing about his ability to hear and see him perfectly. Plus, he only said the truth here.

"You are like my master described you; a vulgar abomination created by mistake from our universe. You aren't worthy of this power, not worthy to be part of our brotherhood, and not worthy to be even called my enemy."

"Dude, chill it out, I have access to many cheap girls, do you want me to ask for an escort to make your blood calmer? They are nice, and they are just like you; cheap and full of shitty words, living miserably a life others are living as kings, like me."

James sneered while saying these words, and the face of that youth suddenly turned much red, like a big ripe tomato! "I dare you to go out right now and face me in a challenge! Master will be the judge, and the winner will take it all!"

James laughed, as he knew this was the situation long before coming here. "Tell me, what's your name, my angry rival?"

"You aren't worthy to hear it!"

"Alright, so you aren't worthy to hear it listen up and listen well. I will come out and rip your red head off your shoulders, then I will go to the master of yours and throw your dirty head on his feet, to know he selected the wrong side, and to give him a chance to redeem himself and ask for forgiveness."

"Stop talking nonsense, I will head out now. if you don't come, then I will order the entire Terases fleet to smash your beloved little fleet here, and then I will exterminate everyone you ever knew or loved."

"Good, we have something to agree on then. See you there red head, hehehe."

The youth was so angry that James felt he didn't shut down the transmission, he even smashed the device back at his cruiser. "Hehehe, interesting kid," he laughed, before glancing over the space out there as he muttered:

"Do you know how I will fight him in space?"

'Don't worry, your body has evolved to sustain the pressure and the coldness there.'

"What about oxygen?"

'You don't breath oxygen, James, since your body took the energy of the black and white dragon inside and you are breathing the natural energy flow of the universe. And this energy is present equally in space as it's present here or in planets.'

James was speechless for a few moments before shaking his head. Many things were known to him, but now was't the time to ask for much more intel. "Go and get me a space flying suit," he ordered one of his droids.

'What are you doing? Don't you trust me?' Stefanie seemed quite hurt from his words.

"It's not like what you think," he replied before taking a rod from the hand of the droid before fixing it onto his neck and pressing the button. "I just want to make a nice surprise for our little angry guy," he sneered before his entire body was covered up by this latest version of the space suits.

His body was covered entirely by elastic material that could protect him in space, while his face was covered with a strange transparent coat, directly stuck to his face, giving him oxygen through special ventilation pores.

'Sigh, you are a wicked playboy after all.'

"Don't say it like that, it hurts my feelings you know," he joked around while boarding the train taking him towards the goods bay, where he just took one fighter and went off the cruiser.

He gave instructions for his cruiser to turn and wait for him far away. He also gave the orders for them not to engage with the enemy fighting with him under any condition, no matter what!

And as he knew Rigo would do something behind the curtains from time to time, he made sure to contact him and stress on him to keep himself and others off this fight.

And Rigo, unpleasantly, agreed, as he planned to interfere if things went off just like James anticipated. But after James' direct orders, he couldn't do this now!

He had only to trust his supreme leader's ability to win, and not think of anything else.

James went off the cruiser inside the small fighter where he led it towards the front. The distance between him and the next large cruiser of his enemy seemed short, but he needed quite some time to reach there.

And when he did, he found the youth standing over the surface of another fighter, with dark blue color, and a long flag fixed on the centre of the fighter in a very funny way.

"Shenoda?" James read the character written on the flag to feel somehow speechless. This youth was really arrogant and reckless, showing off his name without saying it to James.

"Who would bring a flag with his name written on it to a life and death battle?" James asked himself as he shook his head with much helplessness.

'Never underestimate your enemy!' Stefanie warned, 'he is quite capable!' she added.

"I know, just glance at the space suit he is wearing just like me, tell me is he a fox dressed in the suit of a moron, or he is really a retard?"

'…' Stefanie didn't reply for a moment, then she stressed again: 'Call him whatever you wish, but don't underestimate him.'

"Why are you this nervous? Is he this strong?"

'It's not him, it's the artifact the dirty master gave to him.'

James then glanced again at Shondo, to find a long sword scabbard fixed with extreme care to his waist. He first saw it as a stick, but when he focused more he knew it was a sword. "This sword?"

'It's not an exaggeration to say this sword is in equal category with me, and being with such a strong and quite resourceful master for so long, I'm pretty sure he is much stronger than me right now.'

"Give a cannon to a dummy and he will shoot himself in the foot, sigh!" James muttered before opening the hatch of his fighter preparing to go out.

'Just…'

"I know I know, don't underestimate my enemy, got it, chill out then and let me concentrate," he said, as he simply jumped off the inside of his fighter, to float smoothly in the space before his position controller worked in his suit, making his body stabilize over the surface of the fighter. "Show yourself now, or are you shy from meeting an old friend?"