The Khan's Envoy Fleet lay anchored in orbit around the planet. Every ship radiated an eerie energy that did not belong to this world, glowing an uncanny purple.
The enormous bay doors of the Galley Warships opened upward and downward, and Hydra slowly swam out, his nine heads bearing eyes whose pupils had already turned purple.
His body became a bolt of lightning. In the blink of an eye, he crossed the planet's thick atmosphere, pierced the ominous clouds, and descended onto the Shroud Planet.
This Shroud Planet within Bruggan Marauders territory was called [Saint's Decree].
The clouds parted, making way for the Great Khan. The dim stars cast down a faint glimmer, and on the side facing away from the star, the Great Khan quietly landed.
Right before him, a corner of the Shroud opened. Endless whispers compelled him to step forward as though entranced, one step after another, toward the rift between the Shroud and reality.
His figure soon vanished. He had entered the Shroud in the flesh.
Hydra found himself standing on solid ground. The hard, pitch-black surface bore curling patterns, as though some liquid had congealed into it.
The sky of the Shroud was forever overcast. Dark purple gales continually rose around him, reaching into the heavens. Countless clamorous psychic whispers echoed among the dark clouds, accompanied by an endless sense of unseen scrutiny.
The purple light in Hydra's eyes rapidly faded, returning to a clear blue.
"Where am I? This psionic energy... is this the Shroud?"
His mind briefly regained its clarity, only for unease and terror to surge over him like a tide.
"No, I was killed. Then I was resurrected through psionics and became the Great Khan. The Shroud was behind all of this-"
[Hydra]
[Come here]
Purple currents swirled, carrying endless whispers,