While Helion's group immersed themselves in the workings of the Legion of the Long Night, Lyra sat in a spacious lounge.
The room exuded tranquility, with a mat by the window covered in a soft white carpet. A low table in the center held a Go board, where Lyra held the black stones, her gaze fixed intently on the board.
Across from her sat Iskandor, holding a white stone. After contemplating his next move, he sighed and placed it down.
"I still don't enjoy this game," he admitted.
"I find it intriguing," Lyra replied without looking up.
Iskandor's eyes shifted toward a corner of the room where a young man lay asleep. His expression darkened as he returned his gaze to Lyra.
"When Ian introduced you to me back then, you promised to deal with the Stellar Devourer. I warned you about his identity from the start. So why keep him alive now? And you left some of the Stellar Devourers in the black hole, didn't you?"