Emery stood outside the command hall, the cold air biting at his skin as he waited for word from the Warmaster. In his possession were one hundred Tier 8 [Dual Refinement Pills] valued at nearly fifteen billion spirit stones in total. These pills were a gesture meant to build trust or, at the very least, buy him access to the kind of information that could help him get home.
He expected to be summoned within the hour.
Instead, what he received was a surprise.
A gust of cold wind swept through the corridor before the approach of a powerful presence. Emery turned, instinctively feeling the ripple of cosmic energy before he even saw her.
A woman stepped into view, tall and imposing. Her crimson armor shimmered in the lamplight. A sharp gaze assessed him with all the precision of a seasoned general.
