The only ones who dared to venture this time were Rex and Zynaria, not merely because the others were entangled in their own foolishly demanding affairs but because the mission itself was full of unknown dangers.
The Blood Clan was a shadowy enigma, a name whispered in cautionary tales, their true strength veiled in mystery. All that was known was their overwhelming power, a force that could snuff out lesser beings without a second thought.
That was precisely why Zynaria, a Tier 6 powerhouse whose mastery over spatial distortions made her nigh untouchable, had accompanied Rex. Even if a Tier 7 entity sought to ensnare them, she could slip through the fabric of reality itself, ensuring their escape.
Rex gazed through the reinforced viewport of their transport ship, his gaze sweeping across the desolate expanse before them.
