The Last Dance. VII

Meanwhile, Uranus materialized in the vast expanse of outer space, coalescing from dark, nearly invisible particles into a formidable presence.

'Hmm?'

His senses, finely attuned to the cosmic ballet, picked up distant, faint shockwaves, unmistakable signatures of destruction.

With a deep, intrinsic understanding, he recognized these forces at play.

'It must be the third ruler unleashing havoc upon the dream realm.'

A cold, determined expression etched itself upon his face as he set off towards the source of the turmoil, his movements swift and decisive!

'I hope he leaves something for me.'

Even though Uranus knew that Felix's fate was sealed the instant one of the three rulers made their move personally, he still wanted to give him a piece of his mind after all the mess he put the kingdom through.