The terrible disaster unfolding far away was connected to a search for certain people. Lein was one of them.
But Lein knew nothing about it. He was still in the Dominion of the Nova Consortium, on his way to EON Gateway. With his current strength, he could not understand what was happening so far beyond his reach.
Under the clear sky, the Obsidian began to slow down. Its dark purple body stretched a kilometer long and stood fifty meters tall. It was wide and flat, like a giant sheet of paper. Weapon turrets and radar units on its back turned slowly.
Lein looked up from the sofa on the open front deck. In the distance, rows of tall buildings stood among ships moving along their assigned routes. Large signs on the buildings displayed changing words and images.
EON Gateway.
"We're here," he murmured.
He set down his cup and stood, walking over to the railing. His black elder's robe shifted, revealing Lord Gold and Lord Black at his waist.
