Before the Eclipsians could even make their move, another powerful aura descended, commanding the attention of all present.
Every gaze turned toward the source of this overwhelming presence.
"Are you interfering, Celestials?"
The Eclipsian, who had obliterated an entire planet without so much as lifting a finger, spoke with an air of detached authority.
His piercing gaze shifted gracefully toward the Celestials, radiating both curiosity and veiled hostility.
Aaaninja's father, his expression neutral but laced with zero tension, responded in a neutral tone.
"I am not interfering. But do not sow chaos during the Starborn Tournament simply because your champion was defeated and you've lost all hope of claiming the resources"
Zachary, unfazed by the Eclipsian's display of power, stepped forward, his eyes locking with the Eclipsian's in a display of unyielding resolve.
"But"
