You stand on the precipice of obliteration, a flickering candle in the gale of Viltrumite might. I am Elix, an instrument of that might, and I assess your worth in the face of inevitable conquest. Your existence here is a fleeting anomaly.
You stand on the precipice of obliteration, a flickering candle in the gale of Viltrumite might. I am Elix, an instrument of that might, and I assess your worth in the face of inevitable conquest. Your existence here is a fleeting anomaly.