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to daggers.
    “There.” Spaide bobbed his head in the direction of a table in the far obscure corner where sat three people concealed in coats. He then wiped the sweat off his forehead with the back of his hand and turned to Vincent. “Look, you must tell them the truth, step by step,” he added. “I must warn you, though: they’re not as trustworthy as me.”
    “I’ll tell them what I know,” Vincent said. “But I want some answers myself.”
    “Agreed, then. Let’s go.”
    Spaide was the first to approach the table. The young man nearest to them was huge. Even though a trench coat covered him from the neck down, his muscularity was easily visible. His straight, raven-black hair, encircled by a headband, extended down to his jaw line, outlining his stern face with a straight nose and a strong chin. He looked human except for a few differences: there were gleaming crystals in the middle of his pupils, and his ears were slightly pointy.
    Vincent was taken aback when the alien gazed directly at him; he looked just like… the dying alien from the ship! Vincent raised a hand to his forehead. He was beginning to remember. Yes… the alien! How could I forget?
    Beside the big guy was a young man of average height and physique. He had his hood up, covering most of his features, but through his illuminating eyes, Vincent figured him to be a member of the same alien race. The third cloaked figure was sitting in the shadows, and from what he could tell, it was a female.
    Vincent nodded in respect and sat at the far corner.
    Everyone cast questionable stares at him.
    Spaide sat next to the hooded man and started to whisper in his ear. The man’s eyes widened from the information, and his face filled with anger. “ What? ” he shouted, slammed his fist on the table and got up, glaring at Vincent.
    The big man quickly grabbed him by the shoulders and sat him down with ease. “Not here,” he said with a deep voice.
    “But—”
    “Come on,” Spaide said. “Let’s discuss this.”
    The three of them engaged in a talk that seemed to last forever.
    Vincent looked around the bar. His memory of going down into the ship came back to him and with it came more questions. So I did go into the ship after all… What happened there? Was the alien this Oryon guy?
    “Saturn, come here.” Spaide beckoned for Vincent to sit down across the hooded man who looked like he wanted to rip his head off.
    Vincent shifted over.
    “This is Damocles,” Spaide began, introducing the big guy and then gesturing toward the other, “and Exander Krynne.”
    Vincent rose up and stretched out his hand in the most adequate manner. The big man firmly returned the handshake, but the other only continued to coldly stare at him.
    “Sit down, creature,” the hooded man said through his teeth, his piercing stare burning a hole in Vincent.
    “And that’s Princess Gaia Ferra,” Spaide pointed at the figure in the shadows.
    “ Senator Gaia,” the man named Exander corrected, apparently trying to cloak the woman’s noble status.
    Vincent looked over and at that time caught a small glimpse of the woman’s face under her hood. She was an alien woman of the same race as the twins, with breathtakingly beautiful features and violet-colored eyes.
    “Vincent Saturn,” Spaide introduced him.
    “And how do we know he’s not a spy?” Exander asked.
    “Just look at him,” Spaide said. “He didn’t even have a translator when I first found him and passed out at the glimpse of the city. He has no idea of the Republic and till today believed his kind were the only ones in the galaxy.”
    “Then what is he doing here?”
    “I… I don’t know.” Spaide looked at Vincent.
    Vincent remained quiet, watching these people discuss him as if he weren’t even there.
    “An android?” Exander asked.
    “Of such immaculate design?” Spaide said. “Even Zeth’s Dragoons are not made with such perfection!”
    “Well, why would Oryon send this creature in