"Silence!" the warlord declared as he clutched his head. Alien thoughts, thoughts that were not his. He was strong, he was powerful, and he had mighty force of will, but not even No-Point could withstand the assault of the pearls. He clutched his head, willing the strangeness to go away. Whether or not it worked, he could not tell, but it abated.

"We must proceed to Nu-Goro! Their arsenal will be gratefully accepted! We will need it!"