Hearing that someone wanted to negotiate terms, Hordak paused for a moment. But he did not reply, instead firing another energy blast.
It was rather strange. Generally speaking, Energy Weapons fired beams, but not his. What came out of the cannon barrel formed from his arm was still a melon-sized ball of light.
Su Ming gestured to She-Ra while casually slicing apart the intangible energy shell.
In truth, not replying was the most abnormal thing of all. Both Horde Prime and Skeletor were extremely talkative types. Whenever they fought He-Man or She-Ra, they would endlessly explain their plans, practically wishing the Heroes could fully understand what they intended.
When they could not win and were about to flee, they would still throw out threats like, "I'll be back," "Just you wait," or "I'll settle this with you next time."
With that sort of personality, staying silent when someone wanted to negotiate meant he had concerns.
Thus, Su Ming understood.
It was not that Hordak did not want to negotiate. It was that they were currently behind enemy lines, surrounded by Horde ships, with too many eyes and ears around to discuss certain matters.
That meant some of the nearby ships likely carried overseers or observers sent by Horde Prime. That guy had been tricked by his younger brother too many times, so this time, he had sent more people and spread them out to watch.
"She-Ra, grab my cloak."
Without giving the princess a chance to object, Deathstroke tossed the Cloak of Levitation to her. He then transformed into a streak of black-and-yellow flowing light and charged straight at Hordak, the Golden Lightsaber in his hand twisting into a different shape.
It became something flat and round, with a handle.
As the planetary governor of the Horde, Hordak could not