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with that, and a final nod, Mantra cut
the link. The holo screen melted back to thin air, leaving Galinor
standing alone amidst the vast wilderness of this planet he had
landed in.

 
     
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    The memory, suddenly so distant, played over
in his head. … Jedius pressing the small conch onto Ion’s hand …
his warm smile … his last words…
     
    “ Keep this as a reminder that I’m never
too far, Ion…”
     
    He was right, Ion thought, smiling. Jedius
and Ion had never been far at all … they had remained together,
linked … The conch was the link, the conch that contained the power
of Elderon … they were linked always by the force of good and
harmony. And they ever would be.
     
    Ion steeled himself and brought his mind back
to focus. This mission was not his … it was his master’s. It was
for the ideals that his master stood for … the ideal of a better
world. A good world. And his master’s vision was Ion’s driving
force for his life now.
     
    “ I’m never too far … Ion.”
     
    The slight rumble of the hull, as the ship
blasted through space, was the only sound heard through the
silence. Up on the four holo screens raised over the table, the
same dark stretch of space could be seen. Glinting with the light
of a thousand stars.
     
    How or from where all of the twists of the
passing day occurred, Ion had not the faintest idea. And the newest
twist in the series invoked far lesser awe in him than it would
have at any other instance: the surprise of Jedius’s token being
the Grael conch melted into the heaviness of the past few hours. A
past few hours that seemed to have crossed all horizons known to
the world ‘surprise’.
     
    Ion couldn’t process the fact that just a
past few hours back, he had been worthlessly hunting down one of
his employer targets in Sacrogon. That seemed to have set the
wheels in motion … and less than twenty four hours later, he was
part of a desperate quest to save the world.
     
    Qyro and Vestra’s memories cast an iron hot
scorch over his mind, so that there was a new fire in his resolve.
His loss would now be the Xeni’s as well. Vestra, Qyro and every
one of the masters that they had lost … They had to win for them . To avenge them. So that their deaths were not lain
aside as in vain, and wasted. They had to bring down the Xeni for
them.
     
    Seated cross legged on the pedestal, Ion let
his thoughts flow through two dimensions: he had to make only the
meanest conscious prod in order to get Flamebird’s attention, which
was now his own. With Flamebird’s technical systems now woven into
his own, Ion could estimate the distance to the destination planet.
The time taken for this voyage would be just over an hour as Mantra
had said.
     
    Presuming that nothing eventful happens in
between, of course. he added, correcting himself.

 
     
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    Armono, Majestron republic, Cluster 46
     
    Crostox was the most developed, thriving city
in the planet of Armono, capital of the Majestron republic. The
city was raised with a touch of artistic elegance in its advanced
build. Its buildings were all constructed with a refined metallic
substance, all of them polished and smooth. They all touched
magnificent heights, rising to over hundreds of metres over the
ground below: the city itself was a mid air construct, with the
ground between the giant structures barely visible.
     
    Regulated streams of vehicles flowed about
over the sky and in between the buildings. The night had fallen,
and a tinge of blue filled the black sky resting overhead the city.
Thick beams of light swiped the sky from across ground at
distances, enlivening and lighting the entire city.
     
    Inside of a restaurant high on one of the
towers of the city, Ranor sat with his back against the wall behind
him, a plate of food on the table before him. His eyes wandered
over the entire scene before him and the posh demeanour of the
place. The waiters strode about in neat suits, their