A Fair Chance

"Verxes..." Jake muttered with a grim look on his face.

Vexa's face scrunched up slightly as he heard the name.

"A particularly dangerous Seraphim Digestor skilled in Time and Space Magic." Prysm spoke in his stead. "He is indeed one of the main suspects in the corruption and switching of allegiances of these Schwazens. Whether it's him or another Digestor of the same order, if they're behind this we won't be able to stop them unless Aurae or another Ancient Designer interferes directly. Mind you, there's no way they would personally oversee such an Ordeal."

Jake suddenly gazed at the flower woman very oddly, as if he had just figured out what was amiss all along.

"But... Aurae is here." He objected hesitantly, "When I left the planet a few weeks earlier, I beheld it create the Mana Storm that is quickly blanketing the planet with my very own eyes."