Unknown POV
I watched my master think while he remained seated in his throne. He kept going through the records of the previous battles. He was being overly cautious this time. Something about him looking for some clue that would help him find out when the artras cannot operate. 'When they are preoccupied with matters of their own world,' he said.
He had now been going through the different times when we mounted attacks on them to see how they reacted. His aim was their response time. The times when they arrived so that he could understand what times they were mostly occupied. "Why do you worry about the artras so much?" I asked him.
"Because they are the only ones with the power to stop us… I have said this a thousand times already, haven't I?" he replied growing frustrated by my now rhetorical question.
