Tower of Ten Thousand Techniques - Water Elemental Plane Division, Room 231022.
Alek held a pen in his right hand and pressed down on a sheet of stationery with his left. The pen hovered in the air, his mind in a daze. He only came to his senses when a salty sea breeze blew in from the window, brushing against his face.
The old guard of the Empire and their palace-like Starship were still fresh in his memory. Likewise, the image of the Alliance and the Magic Tower seizing control with crushing force and sweeping away all resistance with the speed of lightning was seared into his mind.
'Looking back now, when Count Richard—no, Master Richard—had asked if I was part of the "Empire Faction," it wasn't just a question, it was a trap... bah, I mean, it had a deeper meaning...'
