His form vanished once more from the chamber where Dale, Reynold, Seraphim, and Kingsley were gathered. In the next instant, he reappeared upon the ceiling of the Last Stand military aircraft as it tore through the void of outer space.
The aircraft's advanced detection systems remained oblivious to his existence, for he was still shrouded beneath the veil of his Concealment ability.
Anthony lowered himself into a seated position atop the ceiling, legs folding neatly beneath him.
His gem-like blue eyes were fixed upon the endless expanse ahead, drinking in the vast beauty of the cosmos. Stars shimmered like scattered jewels upon black velvet, cosmic dust drifted in ethereal swirls, asteroids tumbled in their eternal orbits, and planets of countless sizes drifted majestically.
He beheld nebulae blazing with radiant colors, suns burning with immeasurable brilliance, moons circling their guardians, and sprawling solar systems that spun like intricate celestial machines.
