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[b][i]~~~~~~Agrabah / Desert (Empire/Old Trident - Warship)~~~~~~[/i][/b]

"[color=0072bc]I take it those results were unsatisfactory, Uncle Nomis?[/color]" 

The sound of Caleb’s voice, right there coming from his side, was the only thing to cause Nomis to stop for just a moment and to turn towards his nephew. 

“[color=9e0b0f]Very unsatisfactory. Seems the sample was more a second or third generation, it’s ability was too diluted to react successfully with the substance. I need a subject with a much purer strain to work with.[/color]” Said Nomis, the scientist tiredly running through his hair the sharp metal fingers of his hand, before walking past Caleb in order to reach the collection of monitors and machines that still spewed in countless amounts of information. 

“[color=9e0b0f]Is the experiment ready to begin?[/color]” Asked Nomis, the man not looking at anyone in particular within the room, his sole attention on examining the information displayed before him, but still one of the hooded scientists seemed to instinctively know it was them, their Lord was speaking to.

“[color=662d91]Yes, Lord Nomis. Though we are without any great supply of the dark sample used in the first test, the few vials you had remaining were enough once rationed out amongst the larvae.[/color]”

“[color=9e0b0f]Good, we’ll begin once preparations are complete. I want this to be the final attempt before we leave this world.[/color]”

With that, the hooded figure slumped off before shortly leaving the room entirely, taking two others along as it passed by them, while Nomis was busy adjusting some of the controls before him. 

“[color=9e0b0f]You came straight from the Palace, correct Caleb? What were our fellow members of the Empire doing before you left?[/color]”

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The trail the floating Birugs followed seemed to become erratic the further along they travelled down the hallway, until before long what had been a faint but constant path of wispy bits of red electricity had faded to the point that even the machine’s scanners couldn’t find it. Swiftly changing their sights back to their normal gaze, the flying robots simply continued on the straight path before them, the clear reasoning being the cause of the anomaly should be ahead. 

Picking up speed, the sound of the gears, which made up their bodies, getting louder as they spun was all anyone would hear throughout the hallway, and though the lead machine only caught sight of the faint two figures as they began to turn the corner, it was all that was needed for it to scan and know the figures were not part of the ship in any way. 

The arc of energy that suddenly struck the wall ahead of Shinto and Dominic, the attack just about missing Dominic’s arm to be more precise, was the one and only warning shot by the Birugs, the others which floated behind the lead machine soon spreading out by its sides, and all with their own energy based weapon already out and preparing to continue the attack started by the first.