Elswhere, in the life-filled Polaris, Blake stood respectfully alongside a young and handsome man, who donned a white robe adorned with patterns of dragons and phoenixes. A golden crown held the young man's tied-up hair in regal elegance.With piercing eyes and an aura that exuded power, the young man stood in mid-air. The space around him seemed distorted by his formidable presence, as if it had difficulty trying to withstand his aura. His party's destination was the life-rich planet ahead, but one of the Menzies came over with a panicked expression. "Young Master! Something is amiss!"Blake glanced petulantly at the disciple's abruptness and asked, "Why are you so anxious?"The disciple gasped. "There's been news from Merak!" After regaining composure, he relayed the alarming message, "From what we've been told, Severin has killed Damian!""What?" Blake, seemingly in disbelief, rushed to the disciple and demanded, "Say that again!"As the story was recounted, Blake and the othe
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