A cold wind whipped through the air, carrying the scent of Earthling mixed with the smell of Bilusaludos and Exif. A tall, reptilian creature, known as a Vyxtra, made a low rumbling noise in his throat at the thought of the elfen race who'd been hopping from one galaxy to another in an attempt to evade his people. He twitched his tail and stepped into the creek before him. They'd outsmarted and outran him again. He knew that despite "humbling" themselves before their god, they still maintained their sly, devious nature from so long ago. An Exif who had been resurrected by the Valashta after Exifcalus' destruction stood beside him, gazing up at Earth's night sky. "Did you find him yet?" he asked, not glancing at the alien as he spoke.

"I've recieved word that your people are on the Aratrum with the Earthlings and Bilusaludos."

"And Metphies?"

"He is still active." The Exif nodded in satisfaction and adjusted his cloak over his robe. "As long as he still breathes, we will have no problem with the ritual."

"Yes, but you are forgetting about the other two species, Reagarys. They will be a problem."

"Only slightly. Ourpnömoriais strong, theirs is not. They cannot stand a chance if they have no leader for they will be lost and helpless like sheep without atsyva'ar," Reagarys said with certainty. "You have nothing to worry about, Shakurin. If they will not comply, we will coerce them into accepting their destiny once and for all. They will not escape this time." Shakurin was silent and lowered his gaze with a sigh.

"All shall be according to the will of God." Reagarys glanced down at his metal wristband that beeped a few times. A message in Leich appeared on the small screen:"Ty'v Zhech Vys". He smiled.

"Prepare yourself then. We'll be visiting the Aratrum for some tea in a bit."