Beneath the vast galaxy, now completely swallowed by darkness, only the stars remained, twinkling like scattered diamonds on a jeweler's cloth. The occasional flicker of a meteor darted across the it, like a brushstroke of light on an endless void.

Below, in a desolate alleyway, the tension was as thick as the shadows that clung to the crumbling walls. The triplet sisters stood poised, their bodies coiled like springs ready to snap. The second and third sisters anchored themselves on Nyxander's left, their hideout looming like a watchful sentinel behind them, while the eldest sister flanked his right, the alleyway stretching out behind her like an escape route they all knew wouldn't be used.

And there stood Nyxander, calm and unbothered, as if the whole world had slowed to match his heartbeat. His arms hung lazily at his sides, his posture relaxed, as though he were merely enjoying the cool breath of the night.

"Don't let your guard down," the eldest sister warned, her voice sharp with suspicion, eyes flickering with a mixture of fear and determination. "He hasn't made a move yet." Her words sliced through the still night, a final reminder of the danger they faced.

Without breaking eye contact, the eldest sister subtly bent the blade of her dagger, catching the faintest sliver of starlight. The second sister caught the signal, responding with a silent nod. Then, like shadows torn from the night itself, the two sisters lunged forward, their movements fluid and swift, slicing through the cold air with a speed that blurred their forms.

Then, like phantoms slipping through the night, the two sisters lunged, their movements swift and fluid, blending into the shadows like they were part of the dark itself. The cold metal of their daggers sang through the air, slicing towards Nyxander from both sides.

The second sister's blade streaked toward his ribs, a deadly arc through the chill, while the eldest sister's dagger carved a path for his abdomen.

But the moment their blades met his body, a strange, jarring resistance stopped them cold. The knives cut through his clothes with ease, but upon meeting his skin, it was like steel clashing against unyielding stone. The sound of metal grating against something immovable echoed faintly, leaving both sisters frozen in shock, their eyes widening as if they'd just struck a mountain disguised as a man.

Nyxander's lips curled into a faint smirk. With disarming ease, he placed his hands gently on the upper part of their backs, leaning forward until his breath tickled their ears.

"I've been trying to avoid damaging these clothes…" he murmured, his voice low and smooth, carrying an edge as sharp as any dagger. "But you ladies just had to be stubborn."

The sisters' eyes trembled within their sockets, their muscles locked in a paralysis born of disbelief. But Nyxander wasn't finished. "That aside," he continued, his words sliding into their ears like a whispered secret, "apart from the money you stole from me, I came here to bring you under my wings… as my official members. What do you think?"

His offer was met with silence, then sudden motion. The second sister and the eldest sister leaped back, their faces slick with sweat despite the night's chill, their breathing ragged from more than just exertion. Their minds raced to process the man standing before them, what kind of person was he?

But even as they retreated, a fierce cry pierced the night. From above, the third sister was already mid-air, her figure a blur against the starlit sky, descending like a meteor falling from the heavens, her silhouette cutting through the starlight.

"Stop threatening my sisters!" she screamed, her voice raw with defiance as she plunged her twin daggers toward Nyxander's shoulders. The blades sank into his fabric, but the moment they kissed his skin, they shattered like fragile glass, exploding into glittering fragments that rained down in a cascade of light, catching the starlight as they scattered.

The third sister landed behind Nyxander, stunned by the force of her own failure, but before she could regain her footing, Nyxander's hand snaked behind him with terrifying speed. With one fluid motion, he dragged her around to face him, her feet barely touching the ground as he locked her arms behind her back with his iron grip. "Let me go! Let me go!" she shrieked, thrashing wildly, but his hold was unyielding.

Nyxander, with an expression of mild annoyance, reached into her clothes with his free hand. "What are you doing, you pervert? Let me go!" she screamed, her voice bouncing off the alley walls, but Nyxander remained unfazed. He pulled out the familiar sack of coins, holding it up with an almost casual satisfaction.

"Will you keep it quiet," he said, his voice dripping with amusement, "or do you want people to see you like this?" The eldest sister finally broke the tension, her pride crumbling under the weight of the scene. "Please… since you've taken your money, can you let her go?" Her voice was steady, but the underlying humiliation was unmistakable.

Nyxander's smile didn't fade. Instead, he tightened his grip slightly, his eyes gleaming in the starlight. "But before that," he said smoothly, "what about my offer?"

The second sister snarled, stepping forward with clenched fists."Are you threatening us right now?" she hissed, her pride clawing at the edges of her composure.

Nyxander's eyes flicked toward her, his expression flattening into something far more dangerous.

"Why threaten…" he drawled, "…when it's clear I can capture you with no effort?" His words were sluggishly laced with annoyance, like a man bored of a game that was too easy to win.

His words sliced through their pride, leaving them exposed and vulnerable. The eldest and second sisters clenched their teeth, the bitter truth of his statement stinging deeper than any blade. Sweat dripped from their faces, mingling with the cold night air, as they realized just how outmatched they truly were.

Nyxander remained in the center of it all, the eye of a storm they couldn't outrun, calm and untouchable beneath the silent gaze of the stars.

The third sister's frantic screams had done more than echo off the alley walls, they'd become a beacon, cutting through the night and drawing the attention of those who sought Nyxander. The stillness of the dark alleyway was suddenly pierced by a familiar voice, rising from the shadows like a whisper from the void.

"Boss? Is that you?" The voice floated from behind the eldest sister, and as its owner stepped into the dim starlight, his dark silhouette was followed closely by two other shadows. The eldest and second sisters immediately reacted, their tense stances breaking as they turned toward the source of the voice.

The third sister, still locked in Nyxander's loosened grip, craned her neck to see who it was. As the figures emerged fully into the starlight, their faces became clear. Kal, Bako, and Bili.

The sight of Kal brought an instant reaction. "Kal!" the eldest and second sisters cried out in unison, their voices overlapping with disbelief and relief.

The eldest sister rushed forward, her steps swift and unguarded, until she clutched Kal's hands tightly, as if grounding herself in his presence. "Lunara…" Kal breathed, his voice soft with surprise. But before he could process her sudden appearance, Nyxander's cool voice cut through the moment. "You know them?" Nyxander asked, his tone curious but tinged with amusement.

Kal opened his mouth to reply, lifting his gaze toward Nyxander. "Ye..." But his words froze mid-sentence as his eyes darted past Lunara. There, standing just behind her, were the second and third sisters, identical in every way. The familiar tension in the air was now laced with confusion as Kal's gaze snapped between the mirror images before him.

"Wait…" Kal muttered, his brows furrowing as he stared at Lunara, then at her seemingly perfect duplicates. "Lunara… When did you learn to use a cloning ability?" His words hung in the air, bewildered and half-hopeful for a logical explanation. But the eldest sister could only let out a throaty, uncertain laugh, unable to find an answer.

The silence that followed was shattered by Nyxander's sudden burst of laughter. It rolled out of him, deep and hearty, like thunder rumbling through the alley. "Hahaha!" Nyxander laughed, finally releasing the third sister's wrists from his grip. "So they've kept this big a secret from you?" he chuckled, his eyes gleaming with amusement as he struggled to contain himself.

But before Kal could even begin to respond, the second sister interjected, her voice laced with anxiety. "That's not it!" she snapped, the urgency in her tone cutting through the humor.

Nyxander raised an eyebrow, his smile lingering as he shifted his gaze toward the third sister, who was now rubbing her wrists, her face knotted with confusion. "Looking at your expression," Nyxander murmured, his voice dropping into something quieter, more thoughtful, "it seems you find this situation strange."

The Second sister cleared her throat awkwardly, her sharp demeanor softening slightly. "Why don't we go inside and have a proper discussion?" she suggested, her tone attempting to regain control of the spiraling situation. The suggestion hung in the air for a heartbeat before they all nodded in silent agreement.

Just as Nyxander opened his mouth to add something, the eldest sister spoke first, her voice firm but gentle. "Kal, let's go." She tugged at his hand, leading him past Nyxander. As Kal moved, his eyes locked with Nyxander's, their gazes frozen in silent exchange, one filled with questions, the other with bemusement.

Once Kal had been guided into the sisters' residence, the second and third sisters followed closely behind, their steps quieter now, though the tension between them still lingered in the cool night air.

Nyxander, watching them disappear into the building, gave a final nod, his expression unreadable. "Alright," he muttered to himself, his voice laced with amusement, "that's fine by me." Still nodding to no one in particular, he motioned for Bako and Bili to follow as they strode after the sisters into the unknown. The stars above shimmered indifferently, bearing witness to a reunion that seemed destined to unravel more secrets than anyone expected.

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