The night was approaching on the spaceship. Of course it was nothing like on planets, where the cycle of day and night occured naturally, as the spaceship hadn't landed yet.

Paragon was meditating in his chamber, his bright cyan blue body emitting soft glow around him and on the walls. It was silent. Just like he liked when he needed some alone time.

He let out a slow ethereal exhale and continued to float in middle of his chamber.