Once we got on the ship, I asked the Dusking Sun, "Where to?" The vessel sealed behind us with a heavy metallic hum while formation lights flickered across the interior walls. Outside the viewing panels, the asteroid outpost slowly drifted away as the ship prepared for departure.
The silence between us carried an unusual weight now. Not tense exactly, but focused. Ever since Shi Situ's name had entered the conversation, it felt like the air itself had sharpened.
"They gave me a map, it should be several billion miles away, it's not a short trip."
The Dusking Sun tossed over a jade slip containing the coordinates. I caught it and pushed a thread of divine sense into it, instantly feeling the route unfold inside my mind. Vast stretches of empty space. Sparse relay points. Regions of unstable gravitational tides. The sheer distance alone was absurd.
I looked at the map, and squinted my brows, "Even at top speed, it'll take us a month just to get there…"
