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A Modest Punishment part 2

「In A009, the space warships are already landing at the airports. Just a little more.」

A ping on the Aegis System from an Owl Eye high-altitude recon craft.

「Owl Eye here. Got the Polar Control Facility at the sharpest angle I could manage! Transferring now!」

The pilot was a monk-parakeet-type Familia.

「Reckless! But—thank you!」

Observing the pole was begging to be lased down. They’d run the math to the last digit for that shot.

The skies above the Polar Control Facility came up on the screen.

「…What—」

Athena’s Aimer was struck speechless. Nemesis’s punishment was beyond anything she’d imagined.

The monitor showed headless, crucified Europa, and Orpheus—an Another-Level Silhouette—down on both hands and knees. Achilles, with Alexandros III aboard, was hovering—and missing everything below both ankles.

「Looks like some kind of punishment hit them.」

Master sounded impressed. Seeing this, no human faction would side with Sabazios. In that sense, things could be unified.

「Okeanos, maybe.」

「Okeanos—or Typhon.」

The three kept their story aligned.