Alex flew through the air, heading back to Aira's city.
He had extracted all the information he needed from Cyrith.
In exchange, he allowed Cyrith to control its body again, while leaving the artificial soul inside to judge all its actions.
If Cyrith did anything that could be dangerous or risky to Alex's safety or goals, the artificial soul would send a warning to him.
It was similar to a slave contract, but the judgment system was smarter.
'Based on what Cyrith said, Mingyue and I should be enough to take care of the Mechalyte battleship. The problem is Sigma.'
Sigma was now on the planet where all the human traitors lived.
The world leaders and their people.
The Mechalyte did not know what they were doing, but Alex was sure there was no way they were staying quiet.
'Knowing their greed, either they are already planning to stab Sigma in the back, or Sigma already united them and is using them against the Mechalyte.'
