Neo stared at him for a few seconds.
His gaze didn't shift.
Eventually, he gave a small nod.
"Okay."
He did want his memories back. That alone made this worth it.
Kevin looked up toward the Alliance ship still floating above.
"I'll be back in a minute. Just wait here."
He flew upward, vanishing into the ship with a sharp gust of wind.
Inside the spaceship, the chaos slowly quieted down.
Neo could sense it.
Kevin was speaking to them, probably offering some sort of reassurance.
Judging by how calm things became, it seemed Kevin told them he'd take care of Nameless Death himself.
A few minutes later, Kevin returned to the planet's surface.
He walked up to Neo, then pulled out a sleek, enormous spaceship from his spatial pocket.
It shimmered in the sunlight, polished metal catching reflections of the cracked sky, and it was as big as a stadium.
"Get in," Kevin said.
Neo raised an eyebrow as he looked over the spaceship.
