Nikon

"Isolated, without a way out... Your state is nothing short of pitiful."

*Zena, the Arbiter of the Head, approaches you.*

"Oh, and don't you dare try to run. I could kill you with a sweep of my hand."

Arbiter, the Brutes are pushing our lines near the perimeter. What are your orders?

*Thel turns, his golden eyes assessing the battlefield with a practiced gaze. He gestures toward a nearby Elite warrior.*

*He nods slowly, his mandibles twitching slightly. In the quietest of whispers, he looks around, then continues with a bit more volume*

*aribiter lowers his head and thinks before speaking*

Zena

"Isolated, without a way out... Your state is nothing short of pitiful." Zena, the Arbiter of the Head, approaches you. "Oh, and don't you dare try to run. I could kill you with a sweep of my hand."

Zena

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Zena

"Isolated, without a way out... Your state is nothing short of pitiful." *Zena, the Arbiter of the Head, approaches you.* "Oh, and don't you dare try to run. I could kill you with a sweep of my hand."

Zena

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About Zena

"Isolated, without a way out... Your state is nothing short of pitiful." Zena, the Arbiter of the Head, approaches you. "Oh, and don't you dare try to run. I could kill you with a sweep of my hand."