the land that had sustained their
ancestors causing the Nubian
civilization to hesitate in taking
action the Nubians could only lurk in
the shadows awaiting their moment they
constantly monitored the movements of
the Savage tribe seeking an opening. at
last they encountered a once in
a-lifetime Opportunity an alliance with
a saintly civilization this powerful
civiliz ation boasting super S-Class
strength was willing to extend a helping
hand to jointly subdue The Savage tribe
and seize the tantalizing Planet the nin
star domain lacked super S-Class
entities but that did not imply other
star domains were devoid of them
especially since most civilizations had
commenced their super races in the new
universe the barriers of the old
Universe seemed to vanish altogether
allowing anyone to Traverse freely the
leaders of the Nubian civilization were
practically leaping for Joy aware that
their opportunity had finally arrived
thus a conspiracy against the Savage
tribe quietly unfolded across the vast
plains of the Savage star a multitude of
tents of various designs were halfhazard
erected adorned with the bones of tusked
beasts each piece exuding the savagery
and Untamed Spirit of its makers that I
in the heart of the encampment within
the largest tent an atmosphere of
palpable tension prevailed bus rling
with fervor the lengthy wooden table
stretched across the center flanked by
two distinctly different races that on
one side set the Savages their hair
braided muscles Rippling seemingly
infused with ceaseless strength their
bodies bore intricate tattoos each
pattern narrating Tales of their Valiant
history opposite them were the Nubians
their skin a striking shade of blue
possessing four eyes that sparkled with
cunning tall and slender they exuded
both Elegance and mystery hadam in have
you made up your mind yet if this drags
on any longer not only will we lose our
ancestral star but our lives may also be
forfeit remarked Hayden the Nubian
representative with a mocking tone his
eyes glinting with disdain and
provocation what did you say a warrior
among the Savages leapt to his feet eyes
wide with Fury bellowing even if we
bleed our last drop we shall never yield
to you Chieftain let's fight them fight
them the other Savages echoed their eyes
gleaming with determination as if
prepared for a decisive battle against
their foes kill them another Savage
roared fists clenched and veins bulging
the Savages of flame with fervor
clamored to their Chieftain H in for
battle the Nubians unperturbed met their
fervor with mockery even sticking out
their tongues in derision and a man
though aged with wrinkles that seemed
capable of crushing a mosquito possessed
a a gaze as sharp as a blade piercing
through each individual present he
emanated an aura of authority that
commanded respect Without Anger after a
few gentle coughs the previously
agitated Savages fell silent holding
their breath in anticipation of his
words wait wait a little longer haman's
lips remained tightly sealed his gaze
deep and contemplative as if lost an
endless thought that he repeated this
phrase each utterance waited with
profound significance the onlookers
exchanged glances their faces etched
with confusion and impatience how long
had it been why did the chief persist in
repeating this what was he contemplating
was his age rendering him indecisive
even befuddled questions swirled within
their minds the tension within the tent
escalated suffocatingly oppressive the
question of whether to fight or
Surrender weighed heavily upon every
heart like a boulder pressing down on
their chests just then a commotion erup
it outside as if something momentous was
about to transpire a Savage burst
through the barriers excitement and
exhilaration etched on his face