The silence that followed was heavy, almost suffocating.
The Holts weren't just meddling with something dangerous, they were crossing lines that should never be touched.
They had taken control of a realm created by the Nagas, the strongest race in our galaxy, and were now using it to carry out experiments, sell beings of that race as slaves, or worse, kill them. It was insane.
A part of me began to wonder, was the world of Peanu involved in this? Or, more specifically, how deep did their involvement go?
Because the Holts were not strong or gutsy enough to do all this alone. But even Peanus were not strong enough to go against the Nagas and that meant there were more people involved in this mess.
Ana's voice broke the silence before I could follow that thought further.
"As for how we were captured," she began, her voice lowering, "that's still a mystery to me."
She paused, her eyes distant. I stayed quiet and listened.
