Varian's eyes narrowed as he scrutinized the imposing figure of Quantum Sentinel.
The tension in the room was palpable as the generals, uncertain of the robot's intentions, awaited an explanation.
"Explain yourself!" Varian demanded, his voice a low growl. "Why does Aldred send his metallic enforcer to my command center? Are we to be prisoners in our own stronghold?"
The Quantum Sentinel's lips did not move, however, a voice came from him as if it was a pre-recorded voice of a person. "It is obvious. You are enemy. Must be kill."
"You plan to kill us? We have ruled this region for hundreds of years! You can't kill u—"
Suddenly, a spear came out of High Lord Varian's chest.
High Lord Varian's eyes widened in shock as he felt the cold metal of the spear protruding from his chest. The audible gasps of the generals filled the room, their uncertainty turning to horror at the unexpected attack.