When they heard the ominous message Laston had left behind, Erend and Eccar could not help but feel a creeping unease. Their jaws were clenched tight as their eyes remained locked on the screen.
Then they looked at each other, their eyes saying the same thing. An unspoken fear of something that might be coming.
"Continue," Erend said, his voice firm and cold.
The lead engineer played the next recording. But there was no more information about the Praetoris. What followed was data about the technology Laston had developed and the discoveries he made by merging magic from his origin world with the energy of this one.
"There is nothing else about the Praetoris?" Eccar asked, irritation seeping into his voice and making the lead engineer flinch.
"I... I do not think so. This was all Laston's personal archive. We were never given access to any of it," the lead engineer stammered.