The Ten Thousand Miles of Sunshine broke through the Plane Crystal Wall of the Crystal Crown, sailing smoothly into the boundless Sea of Magical Power.
Outside the massive portholes, the bizarre tides of energy were both magnificent and deadly.
Allen and Hercules stood shoulder to shoulder. Behind them, the Crystal Crown had already shrunk into a dim speck of light.
Hercules had been silent for a long time. The light in his Rune Eye had been flickering at an extremely high frequency. Having witnessed Allen's martial prowess with his own eyes, he had once again raised his personal assessment of the young man. A newly advanced Morning Star? No, he already possessed the qualifications to make veteran Morning Star Wizards take him seriously.
"Allen," Hercules suddenly broke the silence, his voice a fraction more amiable than usual. "Did you know that the Association recently discovered a new medium-sized resource plane?"
