"No… why is he here?!" Salamander couldn't believe it.
The survivors, both human and xenomorph, stared in disbelief at the enigmatic figure who had emerged from the tear in reality. The air crackled with anticipation as the stranger raised the cosmic scepter, its power evident in the way it hummed with energy, creating ripples in the fabric of space around it.
Aldred, still locked in combat with the Bio-Titan, briefly halted his relentless assault, his eyes narrowing at the newcomer.
The figure remained silent for a moment, his glowing eyes scanning the battlefield and the ongoing struggle. Finally, a deep, resonating voice echoed from beneath the helm of their ethereal armor. "This world is mine."