Now, they finally understood why the Erythar Star System's envoys were so fearless—not only did they dare to kill aliens, but they even had the audacity to mock them to their faces.
Their confidence exceeded that of the aliens themselves.
It wasn't arrogance born of ignorance.
It was a confidence rooted in absolute power.
And that power came from these two people.
"I already warned you—when you step into another's territory, it's best to respect their rules. But clearly, you didn't take my words seriously." Amalia's cold gaze landed on Valen.
Her tone was indifferent—so indifferent that it sent an indescribable fear surging through Valen's heart.
A kind of panic he had never experienced before.
"I…" Valen didn't even dare to breathe too loudly.
Terrified, he glanced toward his clan's strongest warrior, Lord Xel'Anzeth, for help.
Xel'Anzeth's expression was dark and foreboding.