The Hooded One

It happened too suddenly.

Even though they were all watching as Stefan ascended, and the blur suddenly appeared, no one in the group could make sense of what they saw.

The one with the swiftest sense only had an inkling.

A mere glimpse.

"It's… a hooded man." Kazen whispered, still as confounded as everyone else present.

Who was this stranger that just appeared? What did they want? And… why did they target Stefan?

"We don't have an ally here that's as powerful as that. I wonder who it is." Elrich Lendertwale muttered, his face lifted to the sky.

Stefan and the hooded being—whoever they were—had long exited the planet's stratosphere.

That meant the likes of Elrich, and even Kazen, could no longer detect them or what they were up to.

It gave birth to worry.

"You guys don't need to be anxious." A sudden voice echoed in the air.

Everyone's eyes widened—especially Freya, who had been in a state of shock until now.