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a chuckle. “We all know it is.”
     
    “But it’s not the achievement it should have
been, is it?” asked Vestra darkly.
     
    “What do you mean?” asked Ion.
     
    “The Nyon were meant to be far more than what
they are now.” said Vestra. “They were meant to keep the spectrum
under a blanket of peace and justice.” As she spoke, her gaze
carried out the window. “We were meant to be protectors of this
world. But at this point, at this fragmented state, we’re far from
it. We can hardly protect ourselves, can we?”
     
    “Well, we’re doing our best.” Qyro
contradicted her. “And that’s more than we should afford right now.
At this anti mystic age. The masters go for missions to stomp out
trouble wherever we can.”
     
    “And does it really make a difference?” asked
Vestra, raising an eyebrow as she looked at him. “The difference it should have been making?”
     
    Ion thought she was rather making a point.
The glory of the Nyon in the day of the empire was well known.
Their efficient struggle against crime and evil was said to hold no
bars at all to the vastness of the entire spectrum. They were the
ones who helped guard and protect the empire single handedly,
moulding the spectrum into a state of peace like nothing before.
But now, they could hardly protect themselves from the Naxim. And
whatever feeble crime fighting they were pulling through … It was a
miserably futile affair in a world full of crime and injustice.
     
    “And we’ve come to a stage where the masters
can barely step out for a mission.” continued Vestra. “The entire
brotherhood has found itself in the hitlist of the Naxim, and we’ve
hardly been able to touch most of the planets in the inner spectrum
since then. At this point,” She shrugged. “we could as well have
not existed. That’s the state we’ve been brought to now.”
     
    “We’ve got have a lot of enemies to blame for
that.” said Ion.
     
    “From the Naxim to the states of the inner
spectrum, we’ve got nothing but enemies.” said Qyro. He frowned
after a moment’s thought. “And we’ve just gotten a new one
recently.”
     
    They moved on down the corridor, explaining
their current plight, and how they were barely able to perform the
duty that the Nyon had been meant for.
     
    “Have the two of you been sent for missions,
much?” Ion asked them.
     
    “Rarely.” said Vestra. “Even if they did, the
masters sent us for missions only for training purposes. To give us
experience.”
     
    “But they make sure it isn’t more than we can
handle.” added Qyro, wearing a discontented scowl as he said it.
“They don’t wanna risk losing the two only students they’ve
got.”
     
    “Except in the one exception that you just
saved us from.” said Vestra.
     
    As they came upon the centre of the long
corridor, they headed into a small room by the left. Ion followed
them out the balcony’s door, and found himself standing in a large
platform stretching out from the end of the room. It was a balcony,
but unlike any Ion had seen before. The gigantic circular expansion
was so wide it could have been used for ship parking.
     
    He saw a few cloaked figures spread out over
it, most of them training. Two of the pairs were practicing with
swords. Three of them sat at desolate corners, their eyes closed in
meditation. Gentle brushed of wind tousled Ion’s hair as he stood
in the enormous expanse.
     
    “This is another place we train in.” Qyro
informed Ion. “My favourite one, as a matter of fact.”
     
    “We also use it for meditating and a host of
other things,” Vestra said, gesturing to the meditating
figures.
     
    “Yeah, so it could get a little crowded at
points,” said Qyro, raising both hands to gesture to the masters
around them. “like it is now.”
     
    Ion scanned the large balcony, watching all
of the Nyon keenly engrossed in their own working.
     
    “But we usually come here at the early
morning,” went on Qyro. “to start