'Mm?' In the midst of tracing the path of destruction, Zax was disturb by a light knock on his dark element mantle. 'Three days have passed'. He sensed and dropped the mantle.
Those were three days with accordance to Ercas Mir's night and day cycle. In terms of Voltic Star it was barely a single day.
Xienya stood waiting for his response and beside her, like a sentry, was her grandfather Rolo.
"What is it?" Zax asked, his face lacking a trace of emotions.
"Something happened, Sir", Xienya opened. "My grandfather was summoned to the Ion Coalition's House of Martial Mortals".
"How was he summoned? He did not possess a communicator when I treated him".
“The sky…” Xienya sighed and proceeded to explain. “The House of Martial Mortals is a branch office that is spread all across Voltic Sta
