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<span class="mu-b">”No, I don't think I will.”</span>
<span class="mu-r">”And further ostracize your people? Some puny little blacklist is nothing compared to-”</span>
<span class="mu-b">”Enough. I have nothing else to say to you. I will not dignify you with a date of execution. You and your kind are revolting. You exist as parasites, both naturally and in the societies you subvert. You are a gut worm, feckless and primitive. You have no society or advancements of your own- What do you know of the nobility of leadership? To claim that our struggle is ultimately meaningless while you do not struggle at all. If you knew what was good for you, you'd cringe away from the notice of other species in the same way you cringe away from the light. Perhaps I could have been merciful and found a suitably large pachyderm whose colon you could infest, but then you went and offended me. Shut up and die. Alavis, open the light shutters.”</span>
The worm balks for a second, its lips curling in a frown- if it had eyes, you're sure they wold be darting. But then, it begins to shiver- as the window blinds refuse to open.
<span class="mu-b">”What's happening? Al!”</span>
<span class="mu-r">”Brothers... give me strength!”</span>
The worm has begun to mutate. Its body starts to grow even bigger- the technology in the run is suppressed, somehow. Is this worm's “presence” somehow able to control or weaken your computers? Even your drones, equipped with UV generating bulbs, fall to the ground uselessly. The spines on the worms neck, a symbol of their species maturity, begin to grow out. Is it inducing its puberty on itself?
“Your grace! Retreat!”
<span class="mu-b">”No you fool- it doesn't have a nervous system! Don't shoot it, shoot the windows!”</span>
The worm broke its restraints. In a moment it has fallen upon the guards, devouring one and then the other as you make for the hall. You toss your robe off of you- that old symbol of office was specifically chosen by nobility by how much it restrains your movement. You drew your knife in instinct the moment the worm avoided its death- though you wouldn't be stupid enough to stand and fight it, or give it a “duel”. At least the creature was right about one thing; the iron laws of the universe bend for no person, and something that much bigger and stronger then you cannot be overcome no matter your will. So, you will run.
