Me-Na-Ra stood at the portico of the palace. She looked down at the number of warriors standing ready. There were Sheolfts and Yolofts or young ones of Zolopts who were big enough to lift a human battle sword. They called the humans Hemeus. For them, hemeus were the group who deserved neither the skies nor the dark world. They are cursed to live on the soil, as do the Zolopts. Finish that wretched race from the core of the soil and cleanse the sands from their ignorant thoughts with their blood.
“This is all our land and we will rule it. We will kill all the hemeus and liberate the world. We will spread our race over the land and sea because Ge-Ro-La acquired land for us to rule and spread.” Me-Te-Ra roared when he was elected king of the Zolopts.
What a strange decision he made? Thought
