"Psaro the Demonslayer." Psaro replies. "Master swordsman and skilled mage, at your service."
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In the briefing room on Planet Devastis, Red, Purple, Raz, Shadow and Laura stand in front of the huge terminal.
The screen activates and
a Necron with hyroglyphics on his body wearing a cape and holding a staff with a fuel rod at the top appears on the screen.
"Ah, Almighty Tallest." The Necron says. "Good to finally meet you both. I am Emperor Nexon XXV, supreme ruler of the Necron Empire. I was hoping to-"
"-Make our lives a living hell?!" Red explodes. "Why did you just storm on our territory and force us off?!"
Nexon laughs. "Why, to build the stadium for the Galaxy Ultimate Tournament, of course."
Red sweatdrops. "Is...is this a joke?! Since when do Necrons negotiate with their allies?! Never mind tournament officials!"
"Just because we're not very civil with other races doesn't mean we're IMPOSSIBLE to reason." Nexon corrects, then holds up a piece of paper. "And if you want more proof, here's a signed contract between me and the G.U.T. The Necrons are the official sponsers for this year's tournament."
"Wait a second..." Purple says. "If this is true, why didn't you just ASK to host the tournament on one of our planets, instead of just barging in and shooting us off?!"
"Oh, come on!" Nexon groans. "How many times have our races tried to come to any agreements in the past without you just shunning us?! You never listen, and we needed somewhere to host it. OUR planet is full, and there's next to nothing here yet. Besides, if the tournament is held on one of YOUR planets, think of all the tourists it will gather. You know how big this thing is."
"One more thing;" Red says, thinking about agreeing to Nexon's terms. "Why team up with the Tyranids?"
"We needed someone to do the heavy lifting." Nexon answers. "Our kind isn't built for that stuff. Besides, we paid them anyway. So, if it makes you feel any better, would it be okay to host the tournament on Zennix?"
Red and Purple huddle, then face Nexon. "Under one condition," Red says. "You let 3 of our warriors enter the tournament."
"Agreed." Nexon says. "Who are you thinking of?"
"These three." Red says, pointing to Raz, Laura and Shadow.
"What?!" Raz says.
"Don't we get a say-" Laura starts to say.
"-Okay then." Shadow says, then looks at Raz and Laura. "Think of what this could do for us; not only would it toughen us all up, but this is the biggest fighting tournament in existance, think of the honour that just TAKING PART would give us!"
"I think we have an agreement." Red says.
"Very well." Nexon replies. "The tournament starts in 3 days. You have until then to train." The screen turns off.