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Taktron noticed the heavy atmosphere around him and decided to change the subject, attempting to alleviate the oppressive feeling. He cleared his throat and said, " John, about our current mission... you know, this time's mission, since we've already destroyed the rat people's underground city..." His tone carried a hint of lightness, seemingly trying to shift everyone's attention away from the heavy topic just discussed.
John listened to Taktron's words and then suddenly remembered their mission. He shifted slightly to find a more comfortable sitting position and then fell into contemplation. His eyes revealed a thoughtful expression, as if reviewing past actions and planning future steps.
"Yes, the mission... we have indeed completed the mission," John said with a hint of determination in his voice. But then his expression turned serious, "However, I haven't reported the situation here to the Shadow yet. We need to let him know the outcome of this operation, as well as those... unusual things we encountered in the subspace."
John stood up, seemingly ready to handle this matter. His actions showed a sense of responsibility, a sense of responsibility as a team leader. Although they achieved victory in this operation, John knew in his heart that the challenges they faced were far from over. The threat of chaos still existed, and as mercenaries, they had more battles ahead of them. He took a deep breath, turned and walked towards the captain's quarters, preparing to deliver the report of this operation to the Shadow.
John walked slowly into the captain's room, his steps firm and rhythmic, as if each step was treading on the steady beat in his heart. His expression was solemn, his gaze deep as he stared at the communicator, lightly touching the button to connect to the mysterious contact channel. At that moment, a tense and serious atmosphere filled the captain's room, and John was filled with uncertainty and deep contemplation about the future.
Soon, the communicator transmitted a familiar and playful laughter, the voice of the mysterious figure, seemingly trying to lighten the solemn atmosphere with humor: "Haha, Deathwing's John, have you gone diving? It's been three days since we lost contact, and I thought you had decided to become a hermit! Have you encountered some secret adventure and forgotten to report it?"
John heard the seemingly perpetually playful banter from Riddle, and couldn't help but smile bitterly. But he knew it wasn't the time for jokes. What they encountered this time far exceeded the ordinary scope of their mission.
"Riddle, things are not that simple," John maintained a serious tone, completely unaffected by the other's casual banter. "We completed the mission, but encountered some... unconventional situations along the way."
John spoke slowly and steadily, his voice calm and firm. The Shadow listened to his description, and its previously playful tone gradually became serious.
"Tell me, what kind of creature did you encounter this time?" The Shadow's voice carried a hint of curiosity.
"Skaven." John answered directly, "Mystery, how much do you know about them?"
There was a pause in the laughter from the other end, as if seriously considering the question. After a while, he replied, " Skaven, ah, those little creatures hidden in the dark. Of course, I know about them. They have always been a mystery, but they disappeared into the river of history long ago, never to reappear. Why do you ask about this?"
John fell silent for a moment, then continued, "Not only did we encounter them, but we also discovered them."
When the Shadow heard John's response, his voice fell silent for a few seconds on the other end of the communicator. This brief silence seemed to foreshadow the importance he placed on this news. Finally, he spoke, his voice tinged with seriousness and anxiety, "How many Skaven did you encounter? What was the scale of their presence? Did you encounter any obvious higher intelligence beings?"
John's response was equally serious, his voice echoing in the empty captain's room: "Their numbers far exceeded our expectations, constructing a massive underground city. It seems they were summoned to the capital of Yakhanix star by some mad The Chaos Sect cultists. We also clashed with one of their warlords, Sklarex, and successfully killed him."
The shadow on the other end of the communicator fell silent for a moment, seemingly digesting this information. His voice carried a hint of severity, gradually becoming heavier: "This is very serious news, John. Skaven have never appeared on such a large scale in our records. Their ability to build their own city indicates that they are not just a group of simple barbaric creatures. Sklarex's death may trigger greater unrest in their society. Your actions this time may have provoked an enemy that we do not fully understand yet."
The tone of the mysterious figure sounded unusually tense over the communicator, with each word weighing heavily on John's heart. He spoke solemnly, "If they have already established such a massive underground city on Yakannix Planet, it is likely that similar tribes exist in other regions. We cannot rule out their potential expansion across the entire planet. This crisis may be far more serious than we imagine... This planet may be facing a disaster."
John's face showed an incredulous expression, his voice tinged with uncertainty, "How is that possible, Mysterious Figure? They are just some rats. How could they pose such a huge threat to the entire planet?"
The voice of the mysterious figure revealed a hint of seriousness and unease: "You should not underestimate the Skaven, John. They may appear to be just some barbaric creatures, but they possess astonishing reproductive capabilities and adaptability. They can rapidly spread and survive in the harshest environments. More importantly, their worship and utilization of chaotic forces make them even more dangerous and unpredictable. If they continue to expand unchecked, all life on this planet will face a serious threat."
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