After spending a bit of time and effort, the Dark Apostle gradually managed to placate his giants.
He reframed the events and painted the casualties in a different light.
"We are not the chosen ones in this galaxy or reality." He told the gathered giants. "We are the underdogs. Just as the human race had to struggle for survival throughout the Age of Conquest, we must constantly prove our right to exist now that we have entered the Age of Dawn. Courage. Strength. Persistence. These are the qualities we need to develop if we want to gain a sustainable foothold in this dwarf galaxy. Currently, we are unable to satisfy this minimum standard, which is why two of our brothers has failed to pass this test. We have failed to pass this test."
"..."
The giants all looked subdued and admonished. The Dark Apostle spoke in a judging tone because he truly felt that he and his people failed to do a good enough job of proving themselves during this ordeal.
