{All Eyes On Me}
Emir had been hunted before, that was for sure.
Chased through warzones. Stalked in the shadows.
But this? This was different.
Now, it wasn't just a few hundred batards.
It wasn't just a single faction.
It was the entire universe.
His lineage had been discovered.
His bloodline exposed.
And now?
They all wanted a piece.
Not to kill him.
Not to silence him.
But to extract him.
To rip his genes apart and inject them into their own flesh.
To become him.
The Ten Eyes had known of Emir's existence for a long time.
The Paragons.
Proud. Arrogant. Unrivaled.
They never stooped to desperation.
They didn't need his genes.
They stood at the peak already.
But the rest of the universe?
They weren't so noble.
They weren't so strong.
And they were hungry.
Across the stars, factions moved.
