Arfaas: "Harga! I see you've completed him!"



Harga: "Relatively! He'll need to be sent back to a lab to recharge, but other than that, he's good to go. Now it's time to find out just how many centipedes really are crawling among us!"



Arfaas: "How do we know he'll be an improvement over that ridiculous joke?"

Harga: "Easy, brother! Musaran…how do you feel???"



Musaran: "They will DIEEEEE!!!!!!!"



Harga: "Brother! Must we leave so soon?"

Arfaas: "We have more pressing affairs! The AI will guide Musaran where he needs to go."



Harga: "Brother?"

Arfaas: "Come with me! The others can handle things from here!"



Harga was reluctant to pass through the Zeran teleporter mirror as her brother had, but agreed that there was no more need for them to fret. Musaran would take care of the Centhuen Prototype threat, would he not?