He
ran his rough, calloused hand over the smooth surface of the
structure. It glinted like the blade of his sword.
"I've
had dreams of things like this," he said. "The dreams feel
old... Older even than my memories."
"You're
a strange guy, Aki," Max said as he watched his friend study the
large object.
Akimoto
turned with a smirk. "What's that story about the pot and the
kettle?" Max returned the smirk. "So... What is it?"
the warrior asked finally.
"It's
called a spaceship. They're really useful for fighting aliens."
Akimoto
nodded. "Good thing, with that horde of invading monsters
descending from the heavens."
"It
seemed appropriate."
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