The words had barely settled on the island's breeze, yet the weight of them remained.
He would leave.
Achilles had said it with a calm so immense that even the wind dared not whisper in response. The gathered allies stood in frozen silence, their minds catching up to the reality of what had just been declared.
He would venture into the Star Seas. The boundless beyond.
Sun, arms crossed with a deep furrow of disbelief etched into his face, finally broke the quiet. "The Planar Barrier is still up," he muttered, glancing toward the sky. "Even for Empyrean Star Nexus Transcendents… it isn't easy to cross, is it?"
A gentle smile spread across Achilles' face, a serene confidence blooming like starlight in his gaze. "It won't be a problem."
Sun exhaled slowly. The others remained mute, weighed down by the scale of what they were witnessing.
