On one of the wild planets within range of the sun star void, Nash received the news of the skirmish.
"It seems they can handle the defense themselves." Nash let out a sigh of relief.
Initially, he had wanted to station himself to deal with any intruders personally.
But Castor and Dren were confident they could manage on their own.
Not wanting to discourage his subordinates, Nash let them be.
However, to make sure nothing slipped through, he still deployed Atom and the Void Pulse to handle any unexpected events.
Seeing they had driven off the enemy with little effort, Nash couldn't help but smile.
Then, as he was reading the latest reports from the perimeter, his Chronos communication token rang.
"Torr?"
"I'm finally able to reach you! Why is the signal so bad?"
"I've been a bit busy. I didn't notice your call." Nash apologized.
A few days ago, deep in battle, Nash had missed the incoming call.
