In the brilliant void, Cassandra was suspended among the stars, like a silent deity.
The planet she had plundered away from gradually receded behind her, turning into a dim dot in the void.
The surrounding energy fluctuations tended to calm, presenting a peculiar state of harmony, a natural phenomenon after large-scale planar conquests.
Cassandra calmly examined the space containers she carried with her.
They were neatly arranged, each emitting a unique energy fluctuation, like jewel boxes filled with dazzling gems.
"The crystal civilization of the Type II Plane indeed has some merits in energy conversion."
She mused to herself, a satisfied glint in her amethyst-like eyes:
"Especially the collective consciousness structure of those fluid creatures, which might provide me with some additional inspiration."
The black-haired witch began to inspect the samples she had harvested one by one, her elegant long fingers lightly touching each container, sensing the energy traits within.
