The Nephilim were one of the most powerful factions within the Magus Alliance, with their influence spanning across all three quadrants.
In the Alpha Quadrant's Sector 2, their presence was especially dominant, controlling most of the 700 habitable planets across more than 50 galaxies. Seraph City, the center of their sector bustled with over 500 million people, its streets teeming with life as countless beings arrived and departed every day.
However, towering above the city's highest peak lay a place set apart from the rest—a domain reserved for the elite, where the true power of the Nephilim faction gathered. This was the heart of Seraph City, its most exclusive and heavily fortified zone.
Ery approached the entrance to this hidden world: a massive, heavily guarded gate that led to a majestic staircase suspended in midair. Its grandeur was breathtaking, and the security surrounding it was unmatched.
"Are we really going here? Are you sure?" Annara asked, her voice tinged with unease. Her concern was valid—the identity check to enter this part of the city was notoriously strict, and any misstep could an disaster.
Ery, however, remained calm. Though the security asures gave him pause, he had prepared ticulously for this mont.
He presented a legitimate, highly exclusive rchant placate—one that was almost impossible to forge. The magus guard took it, scanning it thoroughly before nodding in approval, satisfied with its authenticity.
However, both Ery's and Annara's identities as traders were subtly masked, thanks to VIA's assistance. This small manipulation of the system was delicate enough that, even if discovered, it wouldn't be seen as a severe offense. After all, many high-ranking figures preferred to conceal their identities for privacy, and Ery simply wished to keep his presence hidden from any of the Nephilim's families, especially the Astiel.
As the guard waved them through, Annara's initial relief quickly shifted to amusent when they were inford of the entrance fee. "Ten million spirit stones per person—for a one-month visitor permit, one hundred for a year," said the guard.
The staggering cost underscored the exclusivity of this elite domain, a price far beyond the reach of most magus. Fortunately, Ery's substantial savings were more than enough to cover the exorbitant fee. Glancing at Annara, he noticed her playful grin, her eyes gleaming with mischief.
Annara's voice rang in Ery's mind, laced with mischief and expectation.
Before she could finish, Ery cut her off.
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