The Krith were a race shrouded in mystery, their motives unclear to most. Their homeworld, Drakkon, was situated in a dark nebula, hidden from the prying eyes of the council. The Krith had long been known for their ability to phase between dimensions, existing in both real space and an ethereal plane at once. This made them near impossible to detect, their ships invisible to conventional sensors.Their leader, Othir, was a being of few words. His physical form was intangible, flickering in and out of existence as he communicated with Lena via a network of neural pulses. His people had been neutral in most galactic conflicts, staying out of the council's path. However, they knew that the core had the potential to change the very fabric of space itself, and that intrigued them more than anything."You have something we desire, human," Othir's voice reverberated in Lena's mind. "The core's power could alter the balance of the multiverse. We have no interest in the council's war. But we will stand against them if the core's potential is realized."The Krith were enigmatic, their true power hidden behind a veil of secrecy. But Lena knew that their mastery of dimensional manipulation might give them an edge when the time came to strike.