Morvius stood frozen and utterly stunned for a full ten seconds.
He didn't blink or speak. He didn't move, just stood there like a statue as if time itself had seized his limbs.
His mind raced struggling to process the sight before him. Clyde, the anomaly who had disrupted the balance of the higher realms, now standing mere steps away, asking for a conversation about alliance… after crippling an entire squad of elite soldiers like they were nothing.
Clyde didn't interrupt. He allowed the silence to stretch, giving Morvius time to absorb the gravity of the situation.
He understood how overwhelming it must be. After all, this wasn't how first meetings were supposed to go. But even Clyde's patience had limits.
He took a step forward, while around him the groans and cries of the wounded were heard.
"What do you say?" Clyde asked calmly, his voice cutting through the stillness.
