23. Analysis 8

Tyama was silent again as soon as he said what he needed, the others just remained silent. Outwardly at least, but Tyama knew that in reality they were discussing how they would respond to the problem she had revealed through their shared mental link.

One of the things that neither she nor any of her species had ever been able to fully understand how worked, for her would be a stronger version of the database of information "that existed in her blood", that her species had shared since birth. With the difference that their link also enabled them to share information at the same time and update it instantly as well, while their "database of information" consisted of the individual experience uploaded to a kind of suber-conscious shared by their species, with relevant information being able to be accessed both by desire and necessity.

As she contemplated these and other differences between her species and them, she barely noticed how time passed. It could have been seconds, it could have been hours, or days. Even if days had passed, no one there would really feel it, both because they had lost the notion of how to measure time in "small units" (or never having gotten that notion in the first place), and because even if years had passed, the scenery inside and outside the Celestial Palace would remain the same.

After all, the main reason the palace has this name is because it is always lit as if it were daytime, not by artificial lights or things like that but by space-time engineering located in the construction that made it possible to control the cycles of day and night. No, the castle did not exist in a floating dome with an artificial environment, it existed in real space normally but could be "locked" on a specific day, still being accessible to those with the entry credentials, but completely inaccessible to anyone else.

One can understand why Celestial Palaces were so scarce even at what can be considered the height of all known advanced civilizations, with there generally being only 1 per galactic sector or even just 1 per galaxy.

"Hmm, so I think we all agree that the best head to give would be Maeelus and the one who should give it would be Lucien?" Old Zhun asked.

"""We agree"""

Everyone responded, even Maeelus, even if with a frown, not liking the idea of ​​him being the one who would have to lose his head.

Tyama needed a few moments to process what he had just heard. They actually said they would give one of their heads to the old men that easily, even though it may have taken days of discussion in their minds this wouldn't be something that would be announced that easy.

Even more so when one considers that it would be both an act of sincerity on his part and also a cruel joke on the Drakians' part, since it was indisputable facts that: Lucien was the closest to a friend her species considered, which Lucien had practically created Maeelus and was basically his father (even though even the Drakians knew of Lucien's refuses to accept that title), and that ironically Maeelus was still considered one of their worst enemies.

Seeing objectively and coldly this formation of who would lose their head and who would hand it over would be perfect as a form of ratification for what had happened to the puppies in their eyes.

But for this very reason it was also a cruelty that Tyama permanently refused to accept as part of her species, they could be fearsome warriors in combat, spiteful and even extremely brutal towards enemies in times of war, but outside of war?. No, she didn't agree with that even though she was the one who "suggested" it.

"YOU GUYS HAVE GONE COMPLETELY CRAZY!!!!" Tyama shouted as she slammed her hands on the table, causing cracks to appear on it. "HOW CAN YOU JUST ACCEPT SUCH AN IRRATIONAL CONDITION!!!!"

Her scream was so loud that even the walls and pillars shook for 2 whole seconds. Impressed and frightening the others present except for Lucien who already had an idea of ​​how strong Tyama had become over the years.

"Buhff, calm down little caterpillar, it's not a big deal." Maeelus said without paying much attention, which obviously hardened Tyama even more.

"NOTHING MORE?!. You realize when I said they would LITERALLY want one of your heads. I REALLY MEANT LITERALLY!!!" She exploded again.

"They'll display her like a trophy against you all, they'll definitely tell the hatchlings outright lies about how they got her, all for what!!!"

"So that we can fix a mistake that should have been corrected a long time ago." Ad-juru said in a dry and impassive tone.

"And what good will that do later? You correct a mistake you made and try to establish new relationships with mine. But AND AFTER?!" she said with a tone of desperation in her voice.

"We are a strong and honestly infuriatingly proud species. Always trying to stay on top even when we obviously can't, only accepting the weakness of another in our own race and only when we have no opaque accept the strength of another other than one of us. " She said, her voice getting lower and lower. "You know this well, very well in fact, and so you also know that doing so is basically useless in the end."

She said, reviewing everything that had happened centuries before through the memories of those who have passed away. Both the harm they had caused to her species, and the idiocy and arrogance of her own species that only made what was already bad worse. She had an intrinsic desire to fight them that is a fact, but she knew that this desire had been put there by the elders as a way to protect their little pride and hide the fear they felt of them.

"No, it's not" Lucien said confidently.

"And because we're so sure of that, we haven't managed to change much in these centuries, it's almost a blessing that we've had so few births in that time... almost" she said in a self-mocking tone but still with a strong energy at the end.

Lucien smiled at that, not only him but the others and even Maeelus also couldn't contain an involuntary smile.

"Pretty simple actually." Lucien said calmly and looked deep into Tyama's eyes. "Because we have you."