Young Master
Jason knew that the situation was not in his favor.
The tension that coursed through his body, and even more so through Jennifer caused their breathing to grow labored.
Nonetheless, Jason didn't even think of giving in to the tension, let alone the eight races that wanted to see him dead.
It would be a lie that he was not shocked about the fact that the Celestia race wanted to see him dead too.
However, if he were, to be honest, this was something he could have expected.
His mother had also nearly been killed by a Celestia, just because she and Yaldra, his father, had been together.
They didn't seem to accept anything that was impure, which was quite obvious owing to the fact that they considered themselves to be the purest race to exist.
Jason couldn't help but smile dryly at this thought, thinking that the 'purest' were sometimes the vilest.