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Planetary defenses power up and engage an "awareness beam", which is a harmless projector beam that projects a hexagon in front of anyone who enters Offworld territory to indicate that they have been spotted. The beam operator quickly receives the message, and the beam casts a thumbs up instead of a hexagon before turning off.
Hexer was just finishing stabilizing his new decoration, as he vowed to decorate his office fully by himself as an effort to look even less like a malevolent monarch. He receives the message meant for patrols and drops the decoration, causing it to thrust off into the only window in his office, breaking it and flying away. Hexer punches the table, leaving a sizeable dent as the table is golden, and checks the message. He reads it and initiates central processor and emotion processor cooling systems, releasing a stream of vapor from the outdated cooling systems. His Orb wiggles a little before resuming normal operation.
"Insanity. Just absolute insanity. I have wiped these slimes, I have wiped all suspiciousness. I HAVE STILL WON!"
Hexer blasts the remnants of the window with a channeled Orb matter launch to drain heat, which causes the emotion processor to overload.
"...66, parade armor, armaments, all that shit. Now."
"Is it so serious, Leader? I would assi-"
"I'm not a damn [REDACTED]!"
"Astrum Deus, chill!"
U66 brings Hexer some sort of plate armor that is made without a single hinge, instead hovering on magnets, which kinda defeats the purpose of plate armor. It makes for an imposing appearance, however, and the magnetic fields holding it in place would most likely repel low-caliber bullets or weak melee strikes. 66 then brings two Medium Orbs, which are immediately absorbed by Hexer's Orb, and 8 Small Orbs, which are equipped by Hexer to float around his head at a distance. This whole outfit slightly resembles a particular automaton with particular capabilities akin to Indian gods and orb manipulation.
"That is fantastic. How much time has-"
"Five million years six months six days six hours six minutes six- nope. Seven seconds since this armor was made."
"Beautiful. Now leave, if you please."
U66 leaves the office.
Transmission start
"Greetings from the Offworld. What is so urgent..?
Hexer speaks a little sarcastically.
...my ally? Maybe you're here to visit our glorious caves of the Foundry? I assure you, you won't find a more efficient nuke production factory anywhere!"
Transmission end
From the aforementioned Foundry, a large triangular ship flies in the atmosphere and somehow floats in there, accompanied by a small ship with two torpedoes of almost its size strapped onto it. The ship picks up flares left behind by itself before, completely cancelling the military parade for which Hexer's armor was taken out of a museum,
for which half the populaion turned on TVs, for which Glitchers donned all their Rugs and questioned their fashion.
