C657 Enemy!
The Starskiff was moored in a realm beyond our own.
The stars were faint, and the heavens were shrouded in darkness on this particularly bleak night.
Especially after the Fallen Star Eyes had vanished.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Figures converged from all directions of the Scarlet Dunes, some piloting artifacts, others draped in Celestial Plume Raiments, or soaring on swords
