This was a youth in cyan robes, very young and quite handsome, but his face was exceptionally cold, his eyes gloomy and laced with impatience.
He swept his gaze across the surrounding starry expanse, then raised his hand and cast out a palm-sized red compass.
The compass flew into the starry sky, its needle spinning, and instantly an unfathomably powerful force surged through this region of space.
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