West cracked his knuckles, Jax stretched his shoulders and Gor'thala released a deep rumbling growl.
Across the chamber, the Butcher lifted its weapon again.
The Supreme Leader slowly lifted its elongated head as Several of its eyes blinked independently while the others focused forward, staring down at West and the small group gathered behind him.
Then it let out a long, low whistle.
The noise was strange, thin and piercing, yet deep enough to vibrate through the cavern walls.
Immediately afterward, it began speaking again in its strange alien tongue like multiple voices overlapping one another.
West couldn't understand the language itself, but the system translated it instantly.
『 "None shall stop our advent to reclaim the surface… which you call the upper layers." 』
The creature's voice carried a cold certainty.
『 "This time we are ready for the humans." 』
Its many eyes slowly scanned the battlefield.
『 "My army is ready." 』
