The arkship that the Anti-primordials had spotted above Eridoria had vanished from the chaotic star system.
The next time anyone spotted it, it was already moving at warp speed, flying away into the starry distance.
At the same time, the pulse of the Primordial Lion was felt, the same pulse that resonated with every lion in the galaxy.
It was like a wave of power that washed through the bodies of everyone, not once, not twice, but repeatedly.
As if the Primordial Lion was drawing their attention.
"Dammit!" One of the lion kings of the Anti-Primordial Coalition cursed as his arkship's warp signals detected the rogue arkship moving away.
From within his chamber of command where everyone was recovering from the freakish accident, the lion king barked out orders, stomping his paw repeatedly as he urged them to chase.
The warp engines were activated and the whole arkship vibrated. The vessel sped off, allowing space and time to warp magnificently over its body.
