🦊 Планета Флерантор, осколки человечества 🦊

Men engrossed in creating a work of art suddenly turn to Aristarch and begin eagerly reaching out their muscular arms towards him. “Join us, young man!” “Let’s serve Syreen together!” “Kiss the heel of our mistress!” Syreen snaps her fingers, causing her devoted followers to stop. “I am Syreen,” the woman says with a gentle smile. “You know much. Did Clarissa send you? Ah, I could do so many wonderful things with you… but I don’t want to upset the old lady. What have you brought?” Syreen’s aura was slowly beginning to break down Aristarch’s will.