"Are you going to keep them locked up forever?" Alvin Morgan asked.
Aurora Sinclair shook her head and said hesitantly,
"I hold no grudge against them, so locking them up forever feels a bit inhumane. But if I let them out, I'm afraid they'll disrupt the current order."
A faint smile touched Alvin Morgan's lips as he offered a solution:
"You can let them out, but you need a powerful force to restrain them. After all, those three have been locked inside for over ten thousand years. No one knows what they've become, so it's better to be cautious."
Aurora Sinclair nodded.
"The Space Administrator said there's something that can restrain them, but I need to reach the Martial God Level to find out what it is…"
Alvin Morgan's expression tightened, and he immediately changed his tune. "Let Tristan Winslow out first. Revoke the permissions for the others."
"Mm…"
Aurora Sinclair glanced at her ring. With a thought, Tristan Winslow's body appeared a short distance away.
