Number 109 Mining Star.
The elderly Snake person slowly stood up straight, unfolding all four arms simultaneously.
On his dark green thick scales, ancient blood-colored patterns began to light up little by little, glaring scarlet.
His turbid vertical pupils suddenly condensed:
"Brothers and sisters, the Mother Goddess gave us strength, not to let us cringe, not to let us continue being slaves."
"But to rescue all our enslaved brethren!"
"Rescue the brethren! Rescue the brethren! Rescue the brethren!"
The Snake People roared in unison, four arms clenched, standing erect like a silent forest.
"Act immediately! Split into two groups!"
"One team, seize the main control room on the surface, cut off communication and defense; one team, seize the spaceship docking area, capture all starships!"
At the old man's command, dozens of bloodline-awakened Snake People instantly split into two teams, turning into shadows and rushing forward.
