In the vast Star Sea, no one knows to which direction this subtle hidden signal is transmitted.
The ghostly Bat Ship remains stationary.
An hour passes.
The Steel Jump Point then opens a bizarre black crack once more, this time, for an entire fleet of fifty ships.
Uniform spike armors, shaped as ferocious as earth dragons.
This fleet, upon appearing, silently disperses for a divergent search.
45 minutes later, the search radius has exceeded 10,000 kilometers beyond the edge of the Chaotic Stone Sea.
The fleet ceases action, starting to regroup.
"Lord Samikina of the Fourth Gatepost, Solomon Hound reporting: No signs of life detected, no trace of the other party found."
"Tracking lost."
An octopus-faced creature with six tentacles on its face is issuing a low report to the light screen within the flagship.
"Come back, I have other arrangements."
The voice is indifferent, the light screen filled with static, obscuring any silhouette, only the voice echoing.
"Yes."
