*Tap*
Lucas stopped after turning a corner thousands of kilometers from their starting point, causing Estrella and Hannah to follow suit. He calmly looked at the dark hole barely a size smaller than the one his group had jumped into on the surface, before he shifted his gaze to the side.
There, at the side, stood another group of people. Rather than people, they were aliens for him and his group. With gray skin like metal, unlike Garsans, and with faint wrinkles all over it, they stood at two meters tall, with indifferent looks in their pale yellow eyes.
Lucas' eyes swept over the dozen of aliens, before locking onto the one closest to the hole, looking like the leader. The latter had not even deigned to look their way, but his presence, while faint, was more intense than Broomf's under the concealing veil.
