"I wasn't planning to," she replied, with an eye roll.<br/><br/>Johanna moved over to the open door, taking up a defensive position, while Isixam examined the room. Touching the glowing panel causes it to flicker, before displaying an image.<br/><br/>An image appears on the glass screen—an image of the same room, as viewed from above the southern door. A man leans in over the screen on the desk in the image, then straightens up and nods his head eagerly before speaking to the apparently empty room. “As I thought. While this terminal accepted my spell’s magical charge, it’s unlinked to any sort of central archive. We’ll not be able to extract any significant information from here.”<br/><br/>A second, much deeper voice from an unknown source replies, “But what you seek still lies within the ruins of this ship, does it not, Master Xoud?”<br/><br/>The man nods again. “I believe so. We will need to explore further. There may be additional defenses though. This is why I called upon you, Sahasho—you will lead the way.”<br/><br/>At this point, the man walks away, a swirling of dust and wind following him before both are eclipsed by the screen’s edge. The screen flickers and goes dark.