The survivors fled back to the forgotten planet Exotion.

Nobody wanted to return to the miserable stronghold.

We had no choice.

The Cycrots, the Mahzii, us altogether...

Still not enough for the Tophykians.

I don't know where it went wrong.

The leader of the Mahzii - Anstanti Vanhelm - the leader of the Triarch - Secrit Eadgent - the leader of the Cycrots - Crotiao.

They had gathered their councils, their trustees, and planned on what to do next.

Attack the Tophykians? You're going mad, aren't you?

Keep living on Exotion? Do you really want to live here for another five centuries?

Flee to another planet? To where? What if we're attacked while mindlessly drifting from star to star?

What do we have left to do now?