"Hold. What are you doing here?" Unsurprisingly, we were questioned by the leader of the guards.

"We're a team carrying out a mission issued by the Sacred Wing race," replied Anxashe before showing the white ring to the guards.

Seeing the ring, the guard leader said nothing else and let us through.

'Looks like this ring represents a rather high rank among them. It is surprisingly useful,' I thought joyfully.

With the ring in hand, Anxashe approached the door and held it in front of the genetic lock. After a short scan, the door slid open. An indescribable sense of nervousness suddenly rose within me. It had been two years. What had happened in our absence? I awaited the answer in nervous anticipation. With the door open, Anxashe took the lead and stepped inside. We all followed behind him.

We were utterly shocked by the sight inside. This room was at least...