On the bridge of the Pioneer, the flagship of the Central Midgardian Fleet, Commander Tarquin finally raised his hands that had always been clasped behind his back, pressing them over his own face after seeing that the Void Mother's flesh that had lost all signs of life. He then exhaled, shuddering.
"It's over…" the aged Midgardian laughed with a tired voice. "The last few months had really been… the damned Void Mother, the damned Folbians!"
