"We are here," the young man informed Aaron, his voice barely above a whisper as he looked at Aaron with undisguised fear gleaming in his wide eyes, his pale hands trembling slightly on the control panel of the spaceship.

They had all arrived at a particular planet beaming with vibrant life, its surface a mosaic of lush green continents and shimmering blue oceans visible even from this distant vantage point in the void.

But the planet was heavily guarded, with massive starships hovering everywhere in intricate formations, their sleek hulls glinting under the light of the nearby sun, ready at a moment's notice to unleash devastating firepower.

Troops patrolled the world border relentlessly, their armored figures moving in synchronized patterns across orbital stations and atmospheric barriers, ensuring not even a stray asteroid fragment or a fly could slip through undetected, their vigilance a testament to the ironclad security enveloping the world like an impenetrable shield.

The young man waited for Aaron's words, shaking in his boots as he stopped the spaceship far away from the borders of the planet, the engines humming down to a low idle that vibrated through the deck.

He was afraid of what Aaron would do to him, his mind racing with visions of swift retribution, sweat beading on his forehead despite the controlled climate of the cabin.

"Good.

You can go about living your own life from now on.

And please don't pee on yourself every chance you get," Aaron advised, his tone casual yet laced with a hint of exasperation as he tapped the young man's shoulder lightly, the gesture firm enough to convey finality without aggression.

"What are we going to do now, mister?" Adalia asked, her small voice filled with a mix of curiosity and trepidation, her ruby eyes gleaming with excitement laced with a bit of fear that made her clutch Sean's hand a little tighter.

"Let's see, Adalia.

How about we go have some fun?" Aaron asked, smiling warmly at the little girl, his refined features softening as he knelt slightly to meet her gaze, the stars outside the viewport reflecting in his eyes like captured constellations.

"We can't.

The moment they see her, Desirus will be informed and we will have swarms of enemies closing in on us," Sean tried to dissuade Aaron from taking that course of action, his aged voice urgent and laced with the wisdom of someone who had witnessed too many pursuits and narrow escapes.

"It's fine.

You don't have to worry over your safety if you have me," Aaron assured them confidently, his words carrying the weight of unshakeable certainty as he swept Adalia up onto his shoulder with gentle ease, her small form giggling slightly at the sudden elevation.

"Adalia.

Want to have someone to play with?" Aaron asked, a playful smile spreading across his face as he balanced her securely.

"Yes!" Adalia responded happily, color finally blooming on the young girl's pale cheeks, chasing away the shadows of her recent ordeals with a burst of innocent joy.

"Alright," Aaron smiled, his eyes twinkling with amusement as he opened a rift in the fabric of space before them, the portal shimmering into existence like a tear in reality woven from swirling darkness and faint ethereal light.

From the rift, a young boy with dark hair that fell in tousled waves and a good, sturdy physique emerged, his form materializing with a faint glow that hinted at his draconic heritage.

"Father! I thought you never wanted to see me again!" The cheery voice of Flameborn called to Aaron, a bright smile lighting up the young dragon's face as he bounded forward with youthful energy.

"Nonsense, little one.

I have just been busy with stuffs.

I have a new friend you can play with.

We will be going to that world to have some fun.

She will be with you.

Take her around and have some fun.

You also have to protect her," Aaron instructed, his voice warm yet firm as he ruffled Flameborn's hair affectionately.

"Ok, father," Flameborn agreed readily, smiling at the prospect of having someone to play with, his eyes sparkling with excitement.

"How is she going to hide her face.

The moment she is spotted, guards are going to crawl around her," Sean expressed his worry, his brow furrowing deeply with concern for the child's safety amid the heavily fortified world below.

"I will handle that," Aaron replied assuredly, transforming seamlessly into a witch form, his features shifting with arcane fluidity as he cast a concealment spell on Adalia's face, the magic weaving around her like invisible threads of illusion.

The spell had the primary function of ensuring that those who saw her would not remember or know what her face looked like, their perceptions clouded by subtle enchantment that blurred her features in memory.

"We are all set.

You stay here; if you do so much as move from here, you are dead," Aaron warned the young man sternly, creating a blood clone that materialized beside him, a crimson figure pulsing with latent menace to ensure the young man stayed put.

Seeing the blood clone, its eerie form standing sentinel with glowing eyes, the young man nodded his head rigorously, agreeing to Aaron's demand in a heartbeat, his body still trembling from earlier frights.

He grumbled within himself. Aaron had told him to live his life, only to tell him to stay out afterwards.

"Good," Aaron nodded his head in satisfaction, staring at the party of four assembled in the cabin with a measured gaze.

"I'm sorry for constantly nagging and all that.

But I feel this move of yours is a mistake.

How are we even going to get past the tight border control," Sean brought up another discouraging problem, his voice laced with the weariness of a man who had evaded capture too many times.

"Easy.

We pass through space," Aaron replied simply, his tone casual as if discussing a trivial matter.

"That's the point.

We will get seen and—" Sean couldn't help but stop himself mid-sentence, his mouth agape in sheer astonishment as the scenery around them shifted instantaneously.

He couldn't believe or comprehend what Aaron had done, his mind reeling from the seamless transition.

But he was sure they were all now within his home world, Truy, the familiar atmospheric hum and gravitational pull confirming it beyond doubt.

"How did you—?" Sean asked in surprise, his voice trailing off in awe.

"Doesn't matter.

You guys can go along now," Aaron instructed Flameborn and Adalia dismissively, while he stayed behind with Sean in the suddenly relocated cabin that now overlooked the planet's surface.

"We will be back, father!" Flameborn promised enthusiastically, zooming off with draconic speed to catch some fun, Adalia trailing behind him with wide-eyed wonder.

"Was it really necessary to send them alone.

Anything can happen and they might be at risk," Sean questioned Aaron's judgment respectfully, his concern evident in his furrowed brow.

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