When the last drop melted into space, Zion closed his eyes for a moment before finally turning to his friends.
"This is it, this episode of my life ends here."
He breathed in.
"So what do you two decide?
"I'll stay here," Yuren decided, pointing to the ruined city. I'll see what I'll do later."
Zion laughed lightly.
"Good idea," he said without thinking a word. "Who knows, perhaps an even more beautiful and pure jewel, also seeking its master, would eventually stumble by."
"Very funny, majesty."
The beast glared at him, but the zeog didn't care, as always.
"I'm rooting for you Yuren, so be grateful."
After a final sardonic smile, he addressed Kleb.
"And you, former guardian of my jewel, what are you going to do?"
The former guardian already knew.
"I will return to Zideriale."
He hesitated for a moment before deciding to ask.
"Would you mind going with me majesty?"
