The battle began in the Astral Plane without any warning.
Drones screamed past in crisscrossing paths, beams of light cutting through the darkness and tearing open space. Explosions and fire erupted one after another as the Githyanki brandished their enormous Silver Swords and launched an assault against the incoming swarm of drones. On the other side, the Githyanki astral fortress blazed with brilliant light as invisible magical power gathered under the pull of Psionic energy, transforming into a roaring torrent that shot toward the massive metal warships—only to be pierced by radiant plasma beams and struck directly against the fortress.
The blue magical barrier held for less than ten seconds before shattering with a thunderous crash. Then, a flash like lightning burst forth, as though the originally pitch-black Astral Plane had been illuminated to a sheet of snow-white in that instant.
Amid deafening thunder, one corner of the enormous astral fortress was completely disintegrated and vanished. Only scattered fragments drifted through the Astral Plane; the rest had been reduced to particles by the pure energy bombardment and disappeared from this world forever.
Touma stared blankly at the scene before her, unable to find the words for a while. She still could not understand why things had turned out this way. After all, she had been born and raised in a peaceful world. She simply could not comprehend a situation where people would start fighting outright over something as trivial as blocking each other's path.
"What's wrong, Touma?"
Sora came over with a grin, looking at Touma.
"Sora... I think... this..."
Faced with Sora's question, Touma did not know how to put it.
"Hm?"
"It just feels... doing this is too... unexpected."
"Unexpected?"
"I think Mr. Fang Zheng made a very wise decision."
At that moment, Crystal Head floated over and