Planet Venom, thirty minutes earlier.
"We are screwed.. They will eradicate us.. Why did we have to lie to the government.. Damn it!" Said one of the Twelve Natures of Poison, while in a state of extreme anxiousness and shock. The middle aged man had just finished explaining the situation, and one thing was clear.. things could not get any worse for them.
Noticing the looks of panic on the faces of his strongest allies, the middle aged man sighed gently, and while raising his hand in a calming manner, he said "Calm down. We don't have much time. I didn't call you here to go into a collective panic.. I have called you here so that we can all go to the universal government, and give our word that we will give up on capturing the brat. If we are lucky, they will listen to us.. And if we aren't.. We are dead anyway."