100 years ago, a drift of astral energy created a vortex which cursed, or gifted, people with astral power. Now another vortex has formed, triggering a race between the Empire and the Nebulis Sovereignty to acquire it.
Think about it, Boss.
There's nothing to be alarmed about.
‫فكري في الأمر، يا قائدة.
‫ليس هناك ما يدعو للقلق.
Denk doch mal nach, Boss.
Piénsalo, jefa. No hay de qué alarmarse.
Piénsalo bien, jefa.
No hay que alarmarse.
Réfléchissez, capitaine.
Pensaci bene, boss.
Alla fine non c'è niente di cui preoccuparsi.
Pense nisso, chefe.
Não há por que se alarmar.