"Inara, I want to tell you everything,"
Arlo declared, his voice echoing with sincerity as he unveiled his System Ascent.
Inara steeled herself, ready to absorb every word Arlo was about to utter. She had always felt an odd aura around him.
The spiral train they were in seemed to hush, wrapping them in a cocoon of silence. It was as if they were the only two souls in existence—except for Remi, who was teetering on the edge of life and death, suspended in the adjacent chamber.
Arlo summoned his System Ascent window, navigated to the inventory tab, and materialized his katana, as if pulling the blade from an invisible sheath.
Inara's brows furrowed in confusion, 'How is he able to pull a katana out of nowhere without any apparent dimensional portal?'
