Willy, who followed behind Marshall out of the transport ship, also saw the tall figures clad in finely crafted power armor stop and wait for him and Marshall to come forward and offer their remonstrance.
The corners of Willy's lips curved upward in a faint smile as he softly said to Marshall, "Patriarch, let's go. They're already waiting for our remonstrance. We shouldn't keep them waiting too long."
Hearing Willy's words, Marshall also smiled slightly. He nodded and said, "Mm, let's go. Let us offer our remonstrance to the victors."
With that, Marshall led Willy onward toward Nack and the others.
As Marshall and Willy gradually approached Nack and the others, they were astonished to discover just how tall and imposing they were.
Especially for someone like Marshall, who stood barely close to 1.8 meters tall, they were practically giants, nearly twice his height.
Marshall quickly walked up to Nack. With a respectful expression, he deeply bent down onto one knee before Nack and the others, performing a standard salute as he said:
"Marshall greets you, my lords."
Marshall's etiquette was impeccable, entirely in keeping with the manner in which subordinates of the Imperium offered remonstrance to their superiors. There was not the slightest fault to be found in it.
Nack lowered his head, his gaze falling upon Marshall and Willy, who were kneeling on one knee in salute. He said flatly, "Rise."
"Thank you for your mercy, sir."
After hearing Nack's words, Marshall respectfully expressed his gratitude before finally rising to his feet.
Marshall slowly stood and raised his head, looking steadfastly at Nack. Yet the enormous difference in height between them forced Marshall to strain his neck upward just to meet Nack's gaze.
Nack was nearly 1.5 meters taller than Marshall. Such a vast height difference created an