But how? How could they have expanded so much? How are they so powerful? It didn't make sense. Is the legacy left behind by the Ancient Race so vast that it allowed a lowly race like the humans to possess such power?
He was skeptical, but shaking his head as he looked at the fallen Jarkon, he broke into a cold sweat. He felt that everything was going horribly wrong. He couldn't let Jarkon stay in this state, or the boy would destroy himself—and if that happened, the Commander would have to face the wrath of the Supreme Elder.
No... this cannot go on!
Not wanting to face the wrath of the Supreme Elder, he knew he had to step up no matter what. And he had to be quick. So he moved at once, but he was already too late. What he feared had happened.
His competitor, the Grand Admiral of the Blazing Horn Fleet, also known as the 9th Defensive Fleet, had already arrived.
