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2024-10-29 19:42:56There was a stream of light racing along an infinite path, at least that’s how things appeared.
Within the light stream a small capsule was traveling as time passed it seemed to be growing smaller.
Inside the capsule Reyna sat with crossed legs and tightly shut eyes, as if in a deep state of concentration.
A strange circle was carved on the floor around her that she was transmitting energy too, at that moment her creased brow relaxed, and she opened her dark black eyes.
“You can stop releasing energy now, we’ve reached maximum speed,” she said to her three comrade’s that were seated in the circle.
The first to stop was Velma, she still hadn’t fully recovered after their battle against Raylin.
As soon as she stopped releasing her energy she slumped down against the floor of the capsule and fell asleep.
The bald swordsman clim
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Dalis stood up straight feeling much more confident, he had two votes for him and two against him all he need to do was wait for the five votes from Layla, Sebastian and Siara. He figured that his verdict was a done deal. “Casting the vote of Princess Siara is Maliah green,” Sebastian stated. Maliah stood up, “Princess Siara was adamant on her vote, that the life of Dreamer is to be spared,” she stated, giving Dalis his third positive vote. For the next vote Sebastian said nothing as Layla stood up, “With my first vote I vote for Dreamer to be spared,” Dalis furrowed his brow wondering why she didn’t cast both her votes at once, he learnt the reason in the next moment. “With my second vote, I vote to execute Dreamer,” Layla spoke firmly, and her hardened gaze was fixed on Dalis. Dalis had no idea what was going on all of a sudden, her votes made no sense, one to save him and the other to kill him, she might as well have abstained with both votes. He now had four votes for him
