"A stable wormhole corridor between sectors, fixed in place and colossal enough to pass entire planets through it? Does something like that even exist?" Althera muttered, her brows tightly furrowed in disbelief. Then she lifted her gaze and stared directly into Robin's eyes. "And you truly believe you can create something like that using only the third grade of spacetime, when the Tyrant Interas himself cannot accomplish it even with the seventh stage of space?"
"Oh?" Robin raised one eyebrow slightly, a faint hint of amusement flickering across his face. "And how exactly do you know he can't? He isn't of the chit-chatting type, isn't he?"
