Capt. Brad: "Tyas, where did Omerus go?"
Tyas: "Oh, him? He is probably playing around with his toys."
Capt. Brad: "Toys? What do you mean?"
Tyas: "I suggested him to make some drone ships and play around with them, so he can't be bored."
Capt. Brad: "Damn the man! I supposed to play with him. He is my best friend."
Tyas: "Don't worry, honey! I am sure he is happy with spying on the Ancient Army ships. There is still me, Tiffany, and G. Marx to play around."
Tyas: "Damn you Ancients! Why you won't appear?! Omerus, if you are back, I will bring you the Ancient corpses for you"
Capt. Brad: "But, Omerus is supposed to join the battle with his pile of guns. He is a good shooter!"
Tyas: "Still no need to worry about. PlaStar still always give us the power. We still can fight without him."
Capt. Brad: "You are right! Dear PlaStar, please always help us anytime."