Holy Core! Holy Core! Holy Core!
Inwardly, many were chanting like children.
The going was like heavenly music to their ears.
All this time, they had been waiting for the Holy Core to be safely transported from its resting place in the well-secured research Academy to this hall.
As many would know, amongst all the various types of Morg academies, the one thing they had in common was their structural arrangements.
In these academies, there were prohibited zones only privileged by T.O.E.P members of certain ranks.
It was safe to say these places were guarded as though all the treasures in the world were found in them.
Some even joked that it would be easier to infiltrate the Morg royal palaces than to attempt sneaking into these places.
F***!
It was even better to try sneaking into Adonis' capital city than doing such a suicidal job.
Even the royals worked hand in hand with everyone else to keep these places safe.
