Gathering her people, seizing a spaceship, and enduring eighty-one trials and tribulations, Queen Veranke relied on her exceptional skills and spider reflexes to return home with her surviving people and some Skrulls rescued from slave markets.
Home was no paradise either. After another series of bloody battles, they finally carved out a territory. More than a million Skrulls had now gathered and settled in this interstellar corridor, building up their strength while studying what they had gained on Earth.
Aside from the period when she had hidden on Earth to evade S.H.I.E.L.D.'s pursuit, Queen Veranke had maintained Spider-Woman's appearance all these years.
On one hand, this form was indeed perfect, lacking neither strength, speed, nor agility. On the other, there was that humiliating slave mark. The Grandmaster's technology was powerful; even if she returned to her Skrull form, the mark would remain on her neck. Since that was the case, she might as well keep this Earthling appearance.
By her self-deceiving logic, it was not her who was being humiliated anyway, right?
The population slowly recovered. With men, women, old, and young combined, they numbered over a million. The warriors under her command had once again surpassed fifty thousand, while the Super Skrulls genetically enhanced according to Earthling genes numbered as many as a thousand.
Yet if this small force were thrown into the great grinding mill of the Skrull Civil War, it would be exhausted in less than a month. For that reason, Queen Veranke had no choice but to compromise with the Skrull Church. She could write as many empty checks as they wanted—so long as they provided support, everything was negotiable. Unfortunately, they were no fools. The Church only wanted to use her, even dig out her secrets and steal her method for creating Super Skrulls. Support