The Human Domain's forces began to move around like pieces on a chess board. A complex and intertwined network, layered in the push and pull of politics, relationships and benefits bent and twisted, all of them converging toward the Spirituals Religion.
Leonel sat silently in the cockpit of one of his many starships, his gaze somewhat lazy and his focus trained on the endless sea of stars before him. His fleet continued to move with great speed, reading and reacting to his organs as they slithered by one outpost after another. He didn't seem to feel the sense of looming danger that he should have, his expression as cool as a frigid lake.