In front of me stood a tall and broad-shouldered man. He was perfectly built, like an ancient deity. Ideal features and forms spoke of the outstanding success of genetic modification. But I hadn’t even noticed before... His size compared favorably with the others present on the ship. Next to him, even Bulat seemed like an ordinary man, losing his status as a mighty giant. The man's slightly longer hair was casually tousled. A wide chin, tightly compressed lips and incredibly green eyes, tenaciously peering into my face in an attempt to see something known only to him. This piercing gaze made everything inside me go cold. The heart began to beat like a helpless bird in a cage. Fists clenched. In front of me was he, once a dearly loved, but now despised man with all his heart...