Garren's Grievances

Nova arrived at the upper hall of the plaza where the party was to take place in about 2 hours from now. No one was here yet. No waiter, no staff making preparations, not even robots

Long velvety curtains fell all around the room, bright lights shining down on the floor from above. Multiple small round tables that could fit 6 chairs were scattered across the room, except for near the podium where the host would speak.

And on the podium was Garren, sitting alone, lost in his own world.

Nova didn't waste a single more minute. Threads of metal flew out from around her arms, slamming onto her brother. However, the shields shone brightly, stopping the threads from piercing through.

Garren looked up in surprise. He hadn't paid attention to the footsteps because he had expected it to be Ogre or somebody else from his clan, so when he saw that it was his sister, he was astonished.