With that, the scheduled galaxy-wide meeting officially came to an end. One after another, various powerhouses shot into the cosmic sky, their figures streaking across the vast expanse as each returned to their respective planets. There were countless things to do, arrangements to be made, and most importantly, injuries to heal.
A war was approaching, looming closer with every passing moment, and none of them could afford to take their time. They needed to be prepared, fully and completely, before the storm finally arrived.
"Are you coming back with us?" Mitchelle floated toward Anthony as she asked. Since everyone was already heading back, she wanted to know whether her son would return with them or remain behind with his friends.
