Back on Planet Zeta,
The streets outside the Grand Exchange were quieter now, illuminated by hovering streetlights and the glow of Zeta's towering buildings.
Jayden walked beside Kyle, eager to leave the planet behind. They had their artifact, their mission was complete, and nobody had challenged him after his three-second victory.
And, more importantly, they were finally heading home.
"So," Kyle began, breaking the comfortable silence, "five seconds."
Jayden sighed. "Are we still talking about that?"
"Of course we're still talking about that!" Kyle laughed. "Do you have any idea how many people have competed at the Grand Exchange? Some of those fighters have been training longer than you've been alive, and you took three of them out before they could even swing!"
"They weren't that difficult."
Kyle stared at him. "Kid, sometimes I wonder if you understand how ridiculous you sound."
Jayden shrugged.
