Like his previous teleportation there would be no wasted M. whatsoever. So this meant that when he did teleport and arrived on Inarin he would not be using any fancy flashes of light or anything even remotely close to expression with his teleportation. Some might call him stupid for doing it this way, but well Terrence believed he was smart. By saving up the M. within him, he could use it more efficiently and productively. Teleportations were not all that important anyway. His earlier attempts to find and acquire information on Runic Narrikian had been a flop. Since he would not visit the home dimension this left the world of the Templars. However, it was a hope that they might help him. But on the other hand they might not even though he had cut all his ties to the empires of the galaxy. The book that contained all sorts of that info was in the backpack he wore along with the helmet of Evolix. Two WSGs were on his hands, one on each wrist.
"Great of all the lousy.....! Why did there have to be no records on Runic Narrikian?"
