Thalrek quickly flashed his head to the side, preemptively dodging a spinning water drill that had shot past his head and—
SHATTER!
—Destroyed the screen of his control centre.
Shards of glass flew outwards, falling and clattering to the ground around the base of his throne.
His face, once filled with amusement by the show below, was now replaced with a look of coldness and irritation as he looked back.
The once pristine screen he used to gaze upon at the start of the invasion was now completely destroyed and shattered.
He gazed inside the exposed circuitry before looking down, staring towards the cause, who looked back at him coldly.
Lillian, seeing that she now had his full attention, stood at the centre of a graveyard of corpses with her Parasitic Lines stretching out from her back.
Not only that, but she had her clones stand idly by as she stared at the scrawny man.
"What are you so deep in thought about? Are you not entertained enough to give me your full attention?"
