Moments after receiving the chilling orders from Xa'Mharr the Unshaped, and still reeling from Emperor Mainu's terrifying departure, the four Krill kings—Vurmak, Krinak, Vanak, and Lashrak (now seemingly recovered from Xa'Mharr's possession, though a faint, unsettling crimson glow occasionally flickered in his eyes)—convened in a holographic call. Their faces, still etched with the raw terror of Mainu's awakening, quickly shifted to a mask of calculated composure as Chancellor Shuda'dar's holographic form materialized before them. Shuda'dar, a leaner, more bureaucratic Krill, managed the logistical nightmare of their vast, interstellar empire.
"Chancellor," King Vurmak began, his voice a carefully modulated rumble, masking the tremor that still ran through his massive frame. "How fares our primary farm?" He used the term 'farm' with a chilling nonchalance, referring to Earth.
