Raphael's power was not yet great enough to fully control the Prophetic Ability of a Mind Mage, but even he had not foreseen that the war between the Space Dragon Race and the Demons would engulf the star zones surrounding Kemola.
A curtain of rain danced wildly in the howling gale.
The aftershocks of the war in the Cosmic Dimension manifested as terrifying booms that tore through Kemola's cloud-wreathed sky. Wreckage of Demon warships, trailing thick smoke that blotted out the sun, set the heavens aflame as they plummeted toward the ground.
And one small, out-of-control warship was hurtling down toward them.
After Florant left, the ever-silent Technician Soldier Agate suddenly spoke. "In ten standard hours at most, the routes near Kemola will be cut off by the Demon Legion.
There isn't enough time to map the interior of the ruins.
But there is something inside that I must bring back, no matter what. This is an order from the Mechanical Order and the Grand Governor."
