"We've infiltrated the British prime minister's office and NATO's secretary-general!"
"Once we infiltrate the White House or Russia, we'll be able to start World War III whenever we want!"
"Nuclear bombs will go off across the globe!"
Madness gleamed in Gravik's eyes.
"Their cities will become ruins, and their civilization will turn to ash."
"Radioactive dust will blanket the atmosphere. Earth will become hell on earth."
"Humanity will die screaming in the radiation of nuclear winter..."
"And once they're extinct, this irradiated planet will be our New Skrullos!"
"This will be our home! We won't need to search for it! We won't need to beg for it! It's right beneath our feet!"
Whoosh!
His words were powerfully persuasive.
For Skrulls who had wandered for so long and endured so much hiding and humiliation, the temptation to seize control was irresistible.
"Gravik! Gravik!"
A few scattered cries rose from below the stage. More voices joined them until they became a frenzied roar.
"Kill all humans! Take Earth!"
"Long live Gravik!"
"You're insane!"
Talos charged forward and grabbed Gravik by the collar.
"That's genocide! Have you forgotten how we ended up like this?!"
"So what?!" Gravik shot back. "If it means our people can have a better life, I'd gladly be a demon!"
Nick Fury, who had remained silent through it all, finally moved.
He walked slowly to the front of the stage. His lone eye fixed coldly on Gravik, then swept over the frenzied crowd.
Fury clapped slowly.
"What a speech, Gravik."
"I always thought the Skrulls lost their homeworld because the Kree were brutal, because you refused to submit to their rule. I thought you were victims."
Fury turned to Talos beside him, his lone eye cold to the bone.
"But now... I see I was wrong."
"Talos, tell me