In the midst of the dark deep space, the Unicorns hovered motionless, as if waiting for something.
Charles, with his singular eye, furrowed his brow as he peered at the Foundation's circular communicator in his hand.
He pressed the communicator with his thumb, but Feierbahah, who should have made contact, still did not appear.
"This shouldn't be happening. If we were at the border, the lack of signal could be due to the vast distance, but now that we are close enough, why is there still no response? Could something have happened to them?"
At the thought, a flicker of unease rose in Charles's heart—important moments like this couldn't afford any mishaps.
He had now arrived directly below the center of the Darkness; he only had to keep ascending to find the Darkness. However, the sudden disruption of communication with the Foundation forced him to prepare for the worst.
