"What is this?" the Elder Shroud's voice carried heaviness that made reality itself seem to recoil.
"Who dares interfere with our operations?"
King Edmond studied the Harvester's distinctive design with the analytical gaze of someone who had learned to identify threats by their signatures.
"Astral Forge Consortium," he said finally, his tone carrying distaste.
"We have history with them- territorial disputes, resource conflicts, the usual tedium. But if it's only a single Stellar Genesis Embodiment entity, which is what my senses indicate, then it's nothing that should concern us too much."
His voice took on the casual confidence of someone accustomed to overwhelming superiority.
"The two of us working together should be more than sufficient to handle whatever they can deploy!"
WAA!
The Elder Shroud's form rippled with displeasure.
