A single, small airlock on the colossal stone ship hissed open. And from the void, a solitary figure emerged.
It was the Garog leader, the "Honored One." He floated in the silent vacuum of space, his four powerful arms crossed over his broad, stone-like chest.
He was not wearing a helmet or any discernible life support. The crushing cold and the airless void seemed to have no effect on his formidable frame.
He descended at blinding speed. It took him some force to cross into the atmosphere, and when he did everyone could finally see him from below. But it was clear that he could not come any closer as a result of the barrier.
He looked down at the aura of the Planetary Barrier enveloping Thanad below, and the expression on his alien face was one of contempt.
In the command bunker, the operators stared at their screens in disbelief. "Sovereign... it's just... one of them," an Elven technician stammered.
