Three Days Later
Inside the Divine Researcher Saint's inheritance space, a calm serenity hung in the air like morning mist over still water. At the center of it all stood Ricky, his compound eyes glimmering faintly, mandibles curled into a rare, content smile.
Surrounding him were his most trusted subordinates—each one silent, yet brimming with anticipation.
Boar stood with arms crossed and a patient gaze, his hulking figure casting a wide shadow on the crystalline floor.
Noctyss stood poised and elegant, her arms folded behind her back, dark eyes flickering with their usual cold glint. She said nothing, but even in silence, her presence was as commanding as ever.
Beside Ricky, the most recent additions to his odd entourage—Forty-Two, Crown Prince Darius, and of course, the ever-watchful Guardian Spirit—gathered in hushed observation.
Today was different.
Today marked the end of a long wait.
