(Twenty Minutes Later, Mauriss's POV, Planet Helion-6)
Twenty minutes later, Mauriss finally lost the last fragments of his patience, as floating high above the planet's atmosphere he had already spent far longer than he usually tolerated simply watching and waiting.
"That's it," he muttered under his breath, as the faint amusement that had lingered on his face until now finally began to fade.
"If you people plan on sitting there forever... then I suppose I'll just have to help move things along."
He muttered, as slowly, he began descending toward the planet, his body cutting silently through the upper atmosphere as the winds parted around him while the distant plains of Helion-6 rapidly grew clearer beneath his gaze.
The soldiers stationed across the rocky plains did not notice him immediately.
But the sky above them did.
