Aesir Alliance. December 7, 2338. 5 a.m.
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Godfrey wakes up and feels refreshed. He checks his tablet and notices a new message. He reads it out in his mind as his senses slowly come back to him.
'Hello Godfrey, this is Elicia. I must share some startling news with you. Our greatest magicians have analysed the portals that the 3 worlds use for transporting their ships. It's very obviously made by a dense magical formation, but is filled with life energy. Almost too much.'
The young hero's eyes widen as a thought occurs to him, but keeps reading to confirm it.
'Our Mage's have concluded that a single portal capable of fitting a dreadnought class spaceship requires the life force of 1000 people.'
Godfrey frowns as his suspicions are true. He bitterly thinks to himself.
'Sacrificial magic. To think that the world leaders would condone such things.'