I can't!
Absolutely not!
Foster suddenly raised his right fist, his voice invigorating.
Those unaware of the situation might think he was doing a pre-game rally in a sports anime.
What does it mean to be fired up?
This is it!
Minasan, charge with me one last time. This time, we will—
Leave no regrets!
Under Foster's shouts, many Secret Tower members were deeply moved; they remembered the days when they were chased around, the days of their youth now past, and felt their fighting spirit soar.
Fight on, we have to fight alongside Secret Tower for another fifty years, damn it!
Seeing the morale roused, Foster sighed with relief and walked to the control panel.
"Bai Fu, I need to talk to you!"
His voice swept across Golden Valley Star through the interstellar universal broadcasting channel, and Bai Fu quickly received the signal.
Talk?
Was this an online rant in frustration after discovering that the insects had been wiped out by the players?
