...Without a word, Perseus reached for the collar of his uniform and tore it away, ripping the fabric clean from his torso with a single flex of muscle. The command center gasped as the feed zoomed in.
There, carved into his chest in ancient runes, glowing with faint emerald light, was the sacred sigil of the Lenny Royal Family.
It pulsed once—then again—like a living heart. And then—
He raised his hand.
In one swift motion, the symbol on his chest erupted, blasting out of him like a flare from a god's furnace, rising high above the floating city in the form of a massive green insignia that glowed against the stars.
The moment it appeared, space itself seemed to pause.
Then came a reply.
That same thunderous voice from the planet roared again—this time filled with fury.
"Just because you wear the Lenny Royal family Sigil does not mean you are my brother."
"I'll see it with my own hands!"
A second later, the skies above the Eighth Earth tore open.
