Nathis heart tightened at that simple gesture that held unfathomable power and complexity. Even after all the time she spent with him, his unreasonable power still made her heart seize. A single thread of his clothes were literally priceless, and yet he had woven so much powerful energy as if they were nothing.

What sort of monster at the second circle could create Spirits at the third circle with no effort? What sort of unknown depth does he have that it seemed nothing was impossible for him to accomplish. In some ways what he was doing was harder than a mortal lifting a mountain, but it did not stop him from making such a ridiculous accomplishment appear effortless.

She knew he was suppressing his level, else he would have been at the third circle a long time ago, and knowing his real age, this fact left her shaken to the core because it was not the sheer power he had at that age, in the universe there were many creatures blessed with impressive powers from birth, what was outstanding was his control of these powers.

It was said Fury could have been born at the Third Circle but for the massive amount of seals placed on him else he would have died from not being able to control his vast powers, but soon it was learned that it was a wrong move as the infant could have controlled that level of power easily, he kept the seals in place however and began strengthening his foundation to an unknown degree, until now, it was unknown if anyone has ever seen the true limits of Furys power.

This was a man who was truly blessed by the universe.

Fury breathed out in an endless stream, and that long exhalation was like a storm, and she had to brace herself to avoid being pushed back, and as an Arachnid Matriarch, Nathis weighed multiple hundred tons even in her diminutive size.

He gestured for her to come closer, and she did kneeling before him,

“Speak.” Fury said,

“My lord, I think it would be better for us to be moving while informing you of my report because time is of the essence.”

Fury gave his go ahead, and before long they were in his flaming chariot and zipping towards the Boreas family Territory.

Nathis continued speaking as they got underway, “With the recent events occurring in the Empire, it would appear the person you are searching for has been found. Reports have been incoming for the past few hours on a far-flung planet of Jarkarr where it seems multiple accidents involving…”

Nathis succinctly narrated all the known events happening on Jarkarr that had been transmitted to Trion, she accompanied her narration with videos and oral reports, and the state of the planet, and the battle on the moon was shown with Dorian. Fury was quiet all through all this, and finally, he spoke,

“So Dorian is dead! That pitiful brute, he always had a perchance of being in the wrong place at the right time, shame he failed, with his ability I thought he might have surprised me in the future. This matter might cause problems for me. Has the report reached her?”

“No, I blocked it from reaching her, but it won’t last for long, luckily she is swamped under royal duties and I made sure there were more matters for her to look over.”

Fury nodded, “I assume there is a reason you are telling me this now. Except for the situation on the moon, which is slightly interesting, the injured world is also intriguing. How is he doing all these?”

Nathis spoke in excitement, “My lord, there is more to this event, it was difficult as the Boreas family had hidden this information deeply, it is after all, the sources of a large amount of wealth for them, it was to my shock when I uncovered this information: This not a normal planet, far from it, for it has been fused with a fallen god, an Elemental god called Erohim”

Fury stroked his jaws, “That name seems familiar to me. Go on.”

Nathis slowly told him her discoveries in the next ten minutes about the hidden history of Jarkarr and over time, Fury became more interested, and then he frowned, “Do you mean what I think you do, don’t tell me the Boreas family is trying to create an Aura Field on a Minor World.”

“The attempt seemed to have failed, after so long it had been abandoned and turned into something else, yet this calls the light to another matter, to injure a world fused with a god must require a weapon of at least the Origin grade. We now know the Origin Treasure Rowan took was Ohrox the Prince of Destruction Origin Treasure Shard, and even if it is complete, which I doubt it is not, it would not be capable of injuring the vitality of that world. This means there are multiple weapons of such grade in play.”

“Could it be an ability of his?” Fury asked.

“That is highly unlikely, as injuring the consciousness of a world is an ability that touches on the fundamental core of power, I don’t know if even you could achieve something like that, so it would be impossible for Rowan to do so. No, it most likely a powerful Origin Weapon and coupled with the death of Dorian, all signs point to Rowan Kuranes who took the name of the fallen god Erohim, but now there is another crisis. The Fixed Teleportation Portal to that world had been taken down, except for one! That is the reason for my haste, for we would lose valuable time if the last portal is destroyed.”

Fury grunted and acknowledged her words while he fell into silence, his mind whirling about and he looked as if he went to sleep. He dimly heard arguments and a bit of quarrel when his chariot intruded on the Territory of the Boreas Family.

His driver, a third circle Dominator, had all the necessary clearance to enter any region in Trion due to the purview of the Kuranes family being the current ruling family. Of course, all this will change ten years from now when a new family ascends the throne, but at this time, Fury could enter anywhere.