"What do you know?" the Sun's avatar asked.
The Amorphous Race had deliberated everything.
The three concepts that had remained at the end were…
Kill Nick.
Stop him from advancing.
Ask for more information.
Naturally, the concept the Strategist sent to the engineer was to ask for more information.
"I have learned a lot," Nick said. "I know that the humans from around 27,000 years ago succeeded or almost succeeded in destroying the machine."
"I know that this planet is used for profit. What we know as Prephyx is a waste product. It has almost no value."
"I know that what we call Zephyx is highly valuable and easy to transport. Prephyx is being turned into Zephyx via what I call suffering."
"We Specters are responsible for causing this suffering, which transforms Prephyx into Zephyx. The Zephyx is then harvested at the end of the era and brought away."
"As a Specter, I am pure Zephyx. Killing me is very profitable."
