The Inquisitor was again the Envoy and had reabsorbed most of its Engineers, leaving only a few to maintain the Great Ring.
The vehicles carrying humans through the Great Ring to the Sentinel Station always asked the Envoy.
Is it safe?
It is safe.
What of the Enemy?
The Sentinel guards.
What waited beyond the Sentinel Station, the Envoy did not know. There were so many other worlds, other species, whose own worlds had been cleansed prior to the opening of their Rings.
For the Envoy, this one world, this one species, was enough to worry about.