Drakador_Chaos
The newer development of this situation didn't please The Ambassador, he had hoped the black spot in the sensory overlays would simply miss the trajectory of The Embassy, perhaps it was a rogue and new quasar beam resulting from a cosmical impact, and thus, would pass nearby, thus not provoking hassle.
However such hopes were proven untrue when the nature of the threat was confirmed to be unnatural, at least by normal conceptions. The Ambassador issued an order to halt most travel-intensive actions, such as the majority of the galactic trading, holding the ships at checkpoints around the commercial centers despite the losses that may cause.
Next, he communicated with his chief of Security:
"Raasha, a potential threat of great scale approaches The Embassy. One of the kind that I am tasked to defend.
Clear the routes for the people and get the bunkers ready. Prepare for evacuations through the portals if necessary.
I know you wish to participate on this but... do what you see best fit. I cannot vouch for your safety."
The Ambassador sluggishly got up from his kneeling position in front of the large chromatic interface of The Embassy's Mainframe, disconnecting from it at once. He cleaned his large and white-grey-golden robe, he thought:
"Hmmm... Things would be much easier without this happening... Oh well."
He walked off to the side, and as if turning a corner on reality, seamlessly transitioned from the depths of The Embassy's Mainframe, into right besides the Herald, putting a hand on his shoulder lightly before speaking.
"Here you are.
This is why I keep you here. Do you know what heads our way? I see ineffable connections amidst you, if you care to ellucidate me...
However, if you don't, fret not, I shan't form ill opinions."