"Miss, the trap is ready."
"Good. Remember, no amount of sacrifices is too much. Only success matters, only the results."
"Yes, Miss Crystal."
With that, the evolver who had arrived to report looked at the towering bald guard a step behind, then turned around to leave while blinking his single eye.
Crystal stood before the projection of the scene outside, her white hair tense as if ready to move and dance with an illusory wind but held back by something.
Behind her, Erick stood straight, his body without any trace of the previous abuse. Silent like a rock, his dull eyes also looked at the blue planet in the middle of the darkness, illuminated by a single star that now seemed unable to bring any feeling of warmth and security.
And the planet bearing the civilization that had survived years of interstellar war despite the limitations of their race in evolution felt like it was on the brink of dusk.
