The spaceship descended through Planet Morir's atmosphere. Kael stood at the viewport, watching the surface below come into focus—endless stretches of green and silver forests broken only by occasional cityscapes.
It had been two years since he last walked these streets.
"Brody," Kael called over his shoulder.
The Origin Realm Rank 3 master sat in the pilot's chair. He turned his head slightly, his weathered face patient. "Sir?"
"You're staying with the ship."
Brody nodded without argument.
Yuki appeared beside Kael, her expression as cool and unreadable as always. She wore fitted dark combat attire, her ice-blue hair pulled back in a simple tail.
The ship touched down at the edge of a commercial district. Kael stepped onto the ramp.
Yuki followed a half-step behind, her eyes constantly scanning rooftops, alleyways, faces.
