Back on Zondora.
Dr. Blacksoul is standing over the dead body of the Paramedic. "Your incompetence is so, so, IRKSOME! You can't even fix up my body right. What, do we live in the dark ages you pris." He spits the last words onto the dead body. Stepping away from the body he summons in a maid to dispose of the body. "Hurry back, I need a massage. Stat!" He waves her off and rubs his temples.
Muttering to no one in particular, "How did this hell hole survive for so long. It'd be better if I just exterminated the whole planet then rebuild it in my image." He smiles venomously and starts writing up plans on how to accomplish this task. "No one will be able to stop me, no one, not even the gods!" He LAUGHS long and maniacally.
******
Back on Kora.
Zander is tossing and turning in the bed while Renea is meditating with her staff.