As the ship got closer to the rift everything started to shift

Purro: Hmmmm... I think our composure of atoms are shifting PULL OUT

Angel: Too late...

Pfella: Hey, I think we are getting a transmission

???: Why are you near the broken rift?

Purro: We are trying to close it, but who are you

???: We are the army unit 2

Purro: Well, we are a few people with powers who can help

Unit 2: Well give us some support, these aliens are *crackle* us

Angel: WHAT

Unit 2: bzzzzzzzzz

Purro: Damn, guess we are on our own