The void remained quiet for several seconds after the blast faded.
The debris, the soldiers, even the massive Feron commander had vanished completely as if they had never existed. Xeron kept staring at the empty space for a moment longer before slowly exhaling.
"You really have become terrifying," he muttered.
Then his gaze shifted back to me. The shock in his eyes had already faded, replaced by curiosity.
I crossed my arms and looked at him calmly.
"Since we're being honest with each other now," I said, "tell me something."
Xeron raised an eyebrow.
"What do you want to know?"
"You Nagas sit at the top of the food chain in this galaxy," I said. "Your fleets are everywhere. Your influence touches almost every major civilization."
I gestured slightly toward the surrounding space.
"So what exactly is your position in all this?"
His eyes narrowed slightly as he listened.
"If my Order continues expanding," I continued, "will the Naga Empire move against us?"
