Within moments the ancient characters formed a dome that shielded the Director. Each of these characters emanated a terrifying sharpness that troubled Solomon's eyes.
"I see, there was a reason why those three trusted you." He smiled before his figure blurred and disappeared, leaving the Director enclosed in the dome.
At the same time, Aria and Old Seven's figure warped and appeared on the command deck of the huge vessel. They could see Monarch Samhit standing at a distance as he issued commands and looked after the reports one after another.
But Aria's gaze was locked on Old Seven who had his eyes narrowed and seemed to be lost in something.
"You alright?" He gently asked, feeling the tension within those brows.
