"The data had barely changed," I said as I looked at the data in front of me.
It had been five days since I had been, and there had been only a slight change in the data. I have been measuring it several times a day.
"Yes," replied Prime Fara, the small-scaled man.
"Last time, as well. I had spent nearly a month here before returning as things turned normal," said a sixteen-year-old looking storm-lynx tribe beastwoman.
She is the Prime who arrived two days ago. She isn't the only one.
There are now thirty-three Primes. Twenty-six Peak Primes, six High-Primes, and one Initial-Prime.
The Initial-Prime is an old man, half-human with reptilian heritage, who looks like he has one foot in the grave. There are barely any scales on his body, but his eyes are reptilian.
He is an independent Prime and a very powerful one. He had killed Peak Prime.
He has comprehended two laws; nobody knows to what degree, but most predict that they are above most Peak Prime comprehended.
