Moros was still and fixed on the gate of the palace when he did not realize a piercing, sharp pain was coursing through his veins and directly affecting his heart, as we humans refer to it.
'What is happening to me? Is it because of the travel? But it never happened before,' Moros said, placing his palm on his chest and his feet numbed for a second.
However, he decided to put off the pain in order to protect his wife, whom he is eagerly anticipating seeing again. Each second that passed separated him from his beloved by what felt like hours.
He didn't see anybody guarding the doors, which made him feel suspicious because the last time he met Zhao Ming, there were a number of guards dressed uniquely in golden armor and marching in a formation.
At the threshold, he took a step, sending a wave of vibration down his body. It was somewhat reminiscent of what he had gone through earlier when he had crossed galaxies.
