The Hollow Ship entered the Nethum Clan's territory without running into the slightest resistance. Its enormous body sank toward a harbor that seemed to stretch across an entire continent.
Alex watched the docking formations start interacting with the ship, their Runes scanning its hull before sending a string of instructions to the central console.
He could have refused the connection. However, considering where they were, there wasn't much point pretending he could hide anything from the Clan.
More importantly, now that they had officially arrived, it wouldn't be long before an advisor showed up to register his return. Alex glanced toward the back of the ship and hurried off the command deck.
