"Another galaxy, another empty search. Nothing of interest to speak of. We've scoured the void from one edge to the other and found nothing of value."
A short silence fell over the room at his words, and Emir, who unusually hadn't said anything so far, was internally surprised.
Just then, he was reminded that those before him were galaxy-level threats. His clearing out of an underground faction would be their scouring an entire galaxy.
That made his efforts feel slightly... useless, now. Slow.
But he quickly shook himself out of those thoughts.
Arthur tried his luck going the hard way and even he, for all his blessings, couldn't handle it.
Emir stood no chance. His comparatively slower advancement was his only choice.
Though if anyone heard him call his advancement slow, they certainly would've decked him a new one, even if they knew that they were going to die.
