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... ow blotted out Earth’s sun, was a maelstrom of guttural commands and frantic, multi-limbed gestures. General Xy’lar, his scales a mottled grey with stress, slammed a clawed fist onto a holographic console, sending ripples through the projected star map.
Their initial, chilling declaration of planetary ownership, meant to paralyze humanity, had been met with an audacious counter-broadcast, a human voice spitting defiance from a ship that shouldn’t exist. The audacity was infuriating.
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