Empress Xira felt the psychic backlash across ten light-years. She severed the connection to Vor, sacrificing his individuality to save the hive. But the damage was done. The Unbidden had a lock on the Sutharian psyche.
Desperate, she sent a priority distress call across the galactic community—not for charity, but for survival.
Xira brought the Hive Eternal —a living battleship grown from the fused flesh of a billion drones. It was grotesque, beautiful, and screaming on every psychic frequency. Stellaris
The last Unbidden ship flickered once, then vanished into silent, non-existent light.
“You are loud, little chorus. We feed on the psionic. You will be our first course.” Empress Xira felt the psychic backlash across ten
As the Unbidden consumed the Korrin fleet (Thrakk’s logic failed against enemies who ate energy, not matter), Xira retreated to the galactic core. There, she found the one thing the Unbidden could not sense: a dormant Shroud Enclave, the remnants of the Cybrex—a precursor machine intelligence that had once purged all organic life, then fell silent in remorse.
“Your scream opened a dimensional rift,” Thrakk’s avatar said flatly. “We have calculated a 94% probability of total galactic extinction. We are not here to save you. We are here to deny them the biomass.” The Unbidden had a lock on the Sutharian psyche
“You are afraid,” it hummed. “We remember fear. We purged it once. It did not work.”