The Test

Varian, along with his 'fellow' abyssals was on his way towards XE-32, a space region.It was a space area encompassing five planetoids whose highest commanders were low level 8.This specific region was picked because—"If something happens, inform me through your bracelet. I'll try to rescue you as fast as I can." The abyssal in charge of them, a low level 8 prince declared.Varian touched the bracelet on his left wrist and wondered how similar it was to a comm.'It's more war-centric while comm is for general use.'Glancing at the two hundred level 7 abyssals seated with gleaming eyes, the professor continued. "I can't help it if your signal is late and if you're too far away, but as long as you're within my range, rest assured, you won't die."There was unabated confidence in his words that let the nervous abyssals let out a sigh in relief.