The intense scuffle with the second iteration had finally ended.

What a grueling ordeal.

My entire body still tingled with the aftermath. I’d been slashed, stabbed, battered, exploded, and torn apart—it was an exhausting experience.

Things became even harder when my mental strength was depleted, causing my Authority to shut down.

When the Authority of Space failed, retrieving weapons from the subspace became impossible, and I couldn’t use gravitational or repulsive forces.

Moreover, I couldn’t seal off the second iteration’s inventory, allowing it to pull out an endless arsenal of weapons to torment me.

Though I carried a considerable number …