"Indeed, it possesses the ability to interfere with the Thread Of Destiny, you are right about that."
In the City of Eternal Truth, within the Council Hall, the Curse Crown spoke slowly.
"But you have misjudged one thing: unearthing the relics of a previous civilization amounts to altering the Thread Of Destiny for an entire civilization.
This is something that even it cannot easily accomplish.
The fate disturbance required here is vast, and without thousands of years of guidance and accumulation, it cannot be gathered."
"So does that mean the suspected previous civilization technology at the front is simply the good luck of the Galaxy Mayfly?"
Beside the Curse Crown, the Plastic Energy Crown frowned, a trace of annoyance in its tone.
Wizards of the Shape-shifting School detest the nebulous concept of destiny, because no matter how powerful their witchcraft is, it cannot affect something untouched by the Material World.
Yet now they have to face such an enemy.
