Rubick looked at the list of names who had been killed by the attack and frowned deeply. Out of the 100 supporters that he had selected, over 30% had been killed just like that, putting his well laid plan in jeopardy.
"Which world do those formation flags belong to?" Rubick's eyes lit up as he caught something on the monitor in front of him.
"One moment please." The small figure said, manipulating the controls to zoom in on one of the flags.
Once the picture was zoomed in, one could see an engraving of a hexagon with complicated array pathways delicately inscribed on the inside. It was only when seen so close that the array could be properly appreciated.
Atop the hexagon written in ancient characters was the word Tartarus.
Rubick's eyes narrowed, the dissatisfaction evident on his face.
"So those bastards want to interfere in my business huh?" he said through gritted teeth.