"They rejected it, Lady Serah," Luxandor replied flatly. "It seems they have something valuable in their hands, enough to make them this confident."
Lady Serah clenched her teeth, her breath becoming heavier. "If that man shows himself, I will move personally. This time, I'll crush his head." Her voice trembled with suppressed rage, and instantly, the temperature around her began to rise. The void trembled, creating a thin distortion illusion around her body.
Luxandor glanced at her briefly before turning his attention back to the space vessel in front of him. He knew full well that Lady Serah had unfinished business with the Votum Sect, and this battle might be the opportunity to settle it.
On the other hand, Lein remained silent, observing everything around him. His sharp eyes scanned every expression and movement, analyzing the situation without rushing to act.
