The Darth Lord's Property. 5

Trent's hovercraft zipped across the expanse of the Primevial Void, its sleek body humming with a steady blur of speed as the rugged, darkened landscape blurred in his peripheral vision. His sharp gaze briefly caught sight of several distant figures—indigenes moving across the uneven cliffs far off in the distance—but he quickly dismissed them. There was no reason to waste energy on them. He had larger concerns at hand, and these shadowy figures, whether wanderers or scavengers, were of no immediate threat or consequence. They were just part of the bleak tapestry of the Void, and Trent's focus remained fixed on the task ahead.