Vender’s Path

The small pebble that descended from space was generally unnoticed by everyone.

Only Garenjazz made an interesting glance as he waited in his secret fortress above Earth. But as he was traveling towards South America, he could only sigh.

"Hrm? My luck will increase if I help Pridgeon?" Garenjazz realized it.

"But I don't want to fight Shakstres..." Garenjazz sighed. 

His invisible and intangible ship continued to move downwards towards South America. But his attention was focusing on the Mediterranean.

"Ah! If I do it that way, it should help! It looks like other Presider's are moving to it. I really should keep an eye on those Mid-Tiers..." Garenjazz sighed and brought up his controls and began to fiddle with it.