Sweet Talker

Queen Acacia stood quickly, almost forgetting that she had been holding a little baby in her arms. "Sorry, sorry small child. Aunty's sorry." She cradled the baby as she slowly handed her off to her mother.

"Hold on Kawa. Jar Jar, go and get them. Tell them to come here." King Acacia spoke.

Kawa however, wasn't listening. She left the skybox with speeds that exceeded Uncle Acacia by hundreds.

In the air, Dyon looked down at the fighting figures in the arena and smiled. It seemed they had made it in time.

"Dyon! Do we have to stand in the air like this?!" Clara clung tightly to Madeleine, unwilling to let go even though they stood on Dyon's array. She was clearly not used to this.

Dyon was going to respond when he sensed something quickly approaching. Even he didn't have time to think, he had never felt something so powerful before.