Suddenly, new lights appearing in the void of space can be seen from the Station’s windows, as if many new stars had just come into existence. In a couple of seconds, hundreds of emergency calls started hailing from all around the system: all of the system’s orbital stations and fleets were sending maximum distress messages. An emergency of this scale could only mean one thing…
The Emperors, incredulous, hastily opened one of the distress calls. It was from a research station in orbit around Thaievia. Before anyone could say anything, the research station’s head scientist started screaming. They were in a complete panic.
"CAN ANYONE HEAR ME?"
"Yes, we can. What happe-"
"THEY ARE BOMBARDING THE SURFACE! EVERYTHING'S GONE!"
"FROM WHAT I KNOW ALL STATIONS ARE INTACT, BUT THE CITIES, THE ECOSYSTEM IT'S ALL JUST MAGMA NOW!"
The Emperors closed the call, cutting off the head scientist, and silence dropped in the meeting room. Everyone was in total disbelief. Could the Sereniani be so rushed in their decisions?! As they all started speaking with one another in total confusion, that’s when they noticed the Emperors.
Karheismas’ crystalline head started shaking, cracking and glowing with a deep crimson light. Nixhoeils’ whole body, instead, started pulsing, colorful spines emerging from his skin. On their faces were painted two of the most disturbing and wide smiles any of the had ever seen. The even more terrifying thing is that their mouths weren’t visible before.
The Empress smashed her fist onto the metal arm of her chair, bending it.
"Well, well, well, dear friends."
"It seems as though our little enemies decided to make a... decision."
"A bad one at that!"
"Sure thing honey! Now, we all know what comes next."
"We'll just have to modify our original plans just a tiny, little bit."
"So Tangadon. What. Were. You. SAYING."