Legios Transmission start
"So quick? This is peculiar, but I'll send one of our fighters your way. Yes, one fighter. D̵̡͠o̸̱͖̿̂n̶̫̾'̶̩̘̇t̶̫̀ ̶̥̖̾͗ẘ̷̳̄o̸̻̼͗̚ŗ̸͎̀r̸̹͖̽̒ÿ̷̗̼,̴̣͔̽i̷̩̪̅̊̐͐̒t̵͉͛͆̓́̃'̸̟͉͖͌̾̏̓s̵̡̖̜͈̝͌̊͠ ̶̬̟̩̣͐̿͝é̷͉n̵̛̼͍̫̬̔̏͝ő̷̲̭̲̩̎́͒u̵̲͝g̵̭̼͛͌͝ḫ̷̫̉̊͛͘͜
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The transmission appears to be hijacked, white noise remains for a few seconds.
Hexer is talking, with some sort of a monocle on his right eye.
"This is unacceptable. World domination? I do not tolerate oligarchies. Your very idea is plagued and rotten, just like this Offworld. At least, I have a good reason to attack them.
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N: Seriously? There's just one person that could hijack my own transmitter! But how? They are either in a prison or dead for a long time! I even have their damned eye! There's no way. away Manager, if you please, engage two-sided shield mode and put up an alert as an excuse for that."
in background: ENGAGED.
"Good. As I said, I have a fighter coming right where your box was the time it arrived. If anyone attempts to board it, fire at transportation device or limbs, I can expend some armor or a life to catch this person if this decryption doesn't lie. If someone does murder the person, I'll issue a personal fine of a million credits to the shooter.
Transmission end
"Manager, any clue on Hexer's location?"
"NO. WAIT, YES. CASTLE OF CLASSIFIED PERSON."
"Of course, they removed any identifying devices. Sigh, what did I expect anyway."
The Pillar megafighter arrives at the destination. After mere seconds, a gold-plated Pod with some sort of makeshift prongs strapped on it jumps in right behind the ship and starts to accelerate at it, attempting to board.