A woman stood aboard a covert starship racing through the starry sky, a communication talisman in her hand.
"It's done. With the Radiant Moon Guildmaster's reports, we've gathered almost all present data on Nox pocket dimensions in the Beast Domain."
Her red hair swayed lightly with her movements as she spoke, indifference in her eyes.
"How should we proceed?"
"Am envoy will see you soon. Pass the information to him. Further orders will be provided at a later date."
"Are you pretending to be a robot for a reason? Don't tell me I'm getting cut off already."
"…"
"There is nothing like that. Please maintain professionalism over comms."
"Ha, professionalism, you say? What a joke."
"If you are finished reporting, I will be disconnecting."
"Tch."
The woman clicked her tongue as the talisman's light died down.
Her gaze traveled to the jade slips organized neatly on a table nearby.
