“Are you sure we’re not on my world?” Xiao Yan asked, suspiciously.
“Yes, I’m pretty sure.” Remian said, pointing. “Your world doesn’t have airships from the Deutero company.”
“But it looks the same.” Xiao Yan said, with some disappointment. “People are still people, and dirt is still dirt.”
With a short laugh, Remian turned toward the nearby town. “Come on. I’ll get in contact with my family first, and then bring you around to see other kinds of people and places.”
***
At that time, Mindy, George and the others were having a bad day.
As the sky turned red and the sun began to set upon the day and the sons of man alike, the weary defenders of Dragon Lake heard once more the horns of war.
With earth-shaking roars, the colossal titans they battled stood tall, casting long shadows upon the land. Nine Tier-8 Emperor-class Spectres surrounded by the countless forces of their kind. On their own side, the Emperors and Great Dragons ha
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