Are You Part of My Race?

"Hahaha! Braga, it's your loss." Obviously, the Law-breaking Eye succeeded in destroying the runes as the Divine Origin Energy accumulated simply wasn't enough anymore to reconstruct the runes. Surprisingly, the guy who left the chamber did really look like a young boy that was no more than ten years old or so.

Braga knew that there wasn't anything else he could do anymore. "Hmph! So what if you escaped? I might as well tell you this. This Lost Star Realm wasn't built just to keep you imprisoned. It was also made so that the other powers wouldn't find your presence. Now that you came out, it won't be long before the others find out about it. I want to see how you keep yourself safe, especially that heirloom of your race."

After that, he offered one last time. "Wekil, give us that item. As long as you do that, we can use our influence to keep your race out of harm's way."