Virillion — Young Sector 101
Inside one of the underground chambers of the city, Sakaar was kneeling as he always did, his posture rigid and disciplined, his claws resting calmly atop his thighs as though carved from stone.
His presence alone was overwhelming. A thick, almost tangible aura radiated from his body, causing the fourth-grade spatial layer of Planet Virillion to shudder violently with every slow inhale, only to ease and settle again with each measured exhale, as if the planet itself were breathing in sync with him.
Directly before him lay a darkened patch on the floor, smeared with fresh blood that had only just begun to coagulate. The metallic scent lingered heavily in the air. Off to one side of the dim chamber, three additional bodies lay piled atop one another.
