Brank
Namek
The Veil machine lurches, stopping inches from the Assistant as the Covenant Speaks..
The machine backs away until the conversation ends, and turns, the once rough, broken voice and jagged movements replaced with a soft, Calming voice and smooth, fluid movement..
"We, Veil, Merely wish to share your Power... There are Many things that can be done, together.. We are stronger.. The Veil will not slow you down.. And You will most certainly not slow The Veil down.."
The machine turns, staring at the Covenant ships.. the Voice remains.. yet it sounds more aggressive..
"You Wish to stop us.. our people are dying.. Why do you wish to side with those mongrels.. Their Golden Flare Conceals their lies.. We.. The Veil.. Wish only for universal Destru- Peace.."
"We Ar- Perfection of machine an- Living Disea- Life.."
