🦊 Планета Флерантор, осколки человечества 🦊

Having shed all worldly concerns, Aristarkh arrives at the expedition's gathering point. Of all the faces unknown to the viewer, he is the first to arrive. For now, there is nothing to see except… Aristarkh’s gaze is drawn to a charming woman with a stack of books, lecturing a group of warrior scholars. Behind her hung a bow and quiver full of arrows. She could definitely defend herself.

“My father will skin you alive, you fools! Now fix all the mess you made!”
“We apologize, Lady Galta.”
“Oh Father, give me strength and patience… are you still here? Don’t anger me, ignoramuses!”