Aboard Amanas, Uyuniya couldn't help but sigh for relief when the vessel escaped the Breaking Chasm unhindered. She trusted Skullius fully, but not so much his enemies. In her mind, the harrowing question as to whether or not there was anything that could have stopped Thyrgga or his Grand Generals from destroying the flying vessel then and there, had been firing without end.
Uyuniya didn't even trust Void to defend them if that were the case. She had a sneaking suspicion that the blanket of Reality, the progenitor of Voided Death, was not so fond of her and Elita now because of their willingness to ally themselves with Skullius.
Speaking of the Hybrid, the princess grimaced, remembering something.
"I forgot to give him that message for Pherdanta," she mumbled.
"Skullius?" said Elita, working the console. She wasn't nearly as good at it as Uyuniya. "Oh, right. Trust that Pherdanta will remember on her own. I think you embellished the strength of your grandfather enough."
