The Seal

"We were kind of outlaws of the old regime"

"Is anything actually of interest happening?"

Artidax speaks now. "I assume the effort is not straining Destral's resources. Last I checked, Inharax still had his private fleet in orbit."

     "It's not straining our resourses. And yes, Inharax has hundreds of those ships."
Antermina points at one of the Manases above this wahi so Umbrax knows where to extend his sense.

Antermina chuckles.
"Who knows, maybe we could steal one later. Actually, that might be feasible, considering the fact that we can control technology with our antidermis..."

"Now we--" Artidax stops and cocks his head to the left. "No... No, surely not." He reaches out and takes in the scope of what the energized-protodermis is doing. "My allies, Lomois reported that the entity of protodermis is forcing itself to the surface and could destroy this planet. Before any action is taken to enlighten our brothers, this must be dealt with."

"And that."

EP starts leaking into the canyon. 

A field activates.