Konan stood by the gates of the Aeronad outpost, adjusting his pack for the long journey ahead. As he prepared to leave, Phoknad and Pikanad approached him. “I want to bid you farewell, Konan,” Phoknad said. “And I hope you succeed in rescuing your father. The journey will be treacherous, so I’m sending Urus and Pikanad to accompany you.” “Wait, who?” Konan asked, his voice rising. “No, no, no. I think I can manage with Orok.” “It wasn’t a request,” Phoknad said sharply. Behind Konan, Urus th...