XI

Millions if not billions of K'raws abandoned their Mechs just to gaze at the being that stood before them in a mesmerized manner. The being stood twice higher than their Mechs. It's like it left the heavens to grace them with its presence.

Unbeknownst to these little creatures, the being, or more likely, the Rzikiir, was recording their every sound and movements.

"It will take sometime for us to translate their form of communications." Tjen Drasol finally stated.

Kzel, who's been watching closely from the very beginning, nodded in satisfaction. He instructed the Tjen that he will be in charge of the operation and Kjor Gjebar will continue scouting the system while he's away.

Almost instantly, Kzel exited the Command Space and was shocked to find that his fire had been extinguished. He was hungry, again.

After picking up a few branches, Kzel almost fell to the ground when an explosion occurred a few hundred meters from his location.

'A ship!' Kzel thought and dropped the branches. He picked up a stick worthy to be called a stake and dashed to the direction of the explosion.

Just as he neared the explosion site, he crouched down and crawled his way through the thick bushes. Kzel became more cautious after spotting a figure wearing a dark-grey suit.

'A Rzir!' Kzel exclaimed mentally and dropped his guard. He casually approached the figure but stopped halfway.

The attractive outline of the figure's body made him realize that it was a female Rzir. Although she was wearing a helmet and most of her upper body was covered with a light and flexible armor, he can see her thin waists that ballooned into hips--like a kind road that took a sudden turn with a sign; 'ACCIDENT PRONE AREA!'

It was a heart-stopping sight. Kzel could only swallow hard as he stared for a brief moment, before shifting his eyes away.

After watching her ship fade into nothing, the female Rzir rotated on a heel to face the fellow Rzir behind her. That action caught Kzel's attention. He maintained his relaxed posture, keeping in mind that he's the Dark Prince of this race.

Kzel casually took a stride towards her, "I was out of the Command Space so I wasn't notified that another ship broke through the Dark Space."

The female Rzir stayed silent, composed and resolute to observe the Dark Prince.

"What's your name?" Kzel started to circle her, as if a strict military commander, inspecting a personnel.

There was no response. Kzel stopped infront of her and stared from head to feet. She was tall. If he stood straight, he would only be an inch taller.

Unbeknownst to him, his action had a different impression to the female Rzir. Kzel was suddenly pushed to the trunk of a tree and pinned in place by an invisible force.

This time, the female Rzir walked up to Kzel and scrutinized him from head to toe. She issued a command and the visor on her helmet retracted--revealing a fierce but attractive grey eyes, its interior silver, reflecting the lights.

"You're very strange for a Zjo." She said with a similarly fierce but attractive voice.

'Zjo' depicted or meant male Rzir. Kzel finally understood that after reading a notification. However, that was not his main concern but the invisible force that was keeping him pinned. It felt like it can't be resisted no matter what he did.

Suddenly, the female Rzir took a step back when she saw the the thin dark line on the other Rzir, stretching from his forehead and down beneath his suit.

"You're the Dark Prince!" Her demeanour changed as she politely bowed. "Rjal Fjora of the 24th Dark Legion! At your command."

The invisible force pinning Kzel disappeared. He let out a sigh of relief before his eyes widened in disbelief.

'Rjal?' Was that like an Admiral?' He observed her for a moment.

"Take off your helmet." Kzel commanded.

Fjora tapped a finger on her right ear and the helmet disappeared and silver hair sprouted down to her shoulders.

Kzel took a moment to assess the alluring sight before him. "You're very beautiful." He said and walked away.

Fjora's lips parted and her eyes widened followed by a playful smile.

Kzel sat down below a tree and started checking his notifications while Fjora went to the thickness of the trees and observed him from that spot.

>>A portal has appeared due north. Please proceed to the destination to start your career as an Adventurer. Portal will disappear in 2 hours.

Note: Time steadily flows in Infinity. Some events can only occur once.<<

Kzel cursed inwardly. He was hungry. It will be a tough choice if he should go to the portal or stay on Heern to supervise the Rzirs' progress.

But then, he remembered that he can enter the Command Space.

"I should go." He smiled to himself and called out for Fjora.

Fjora appeared a second later without her armor. Kzel was flabbergasted to a new discovery. Her chest bulged under her grey suit. The very curves from her upper body to her long and attractive legs vividly gave him a glimpse of desire. Although his limiter was 'on' back in reality, he can feel the regular emotions of a normal human being but still have his restraints.

"I'm glad that his Highness finds me attractive." Fjora said with a teasing smile after the intense gaze and five seconds of awkward silence. Kzel broke away his gaze.

"You're indeed... Very attractive!" Kzel remarked, "I would very much would like to spend my time with you. But for now, I must go away."

Fjora's expression turned from blushing to shock, "Your Extreme Enigma, is leaving?"

"Yes." Kzel nodded, "And I'm leaving you in charge. Find a new homesystem. Establish a friendship treaty with the K'raw and find more of our people that escaped the Dark Space. Is that clear?"

"Yes."