Planet Valtrax

[The Doomguy]

The instant that Kyaro appeared before the Great Khan a single corner of his lips curled upwards. It is an unseen thing beneath his sabled mane. Even so they still notice. As they can hear the lopsided smile form like squelching flesh. The sensation of his presence intensifies as his Ki slowly continues to increase.


In that instance, the Great Khan loses what little humanity he seemed to have left, taking the form of the King of Beast. A god-monster that stepped toward the duo with currents of wind swirling around him and lightning crackling in the air. The only time they had ever seen this of him had been during the Slaying of Nalo. When he took hold of Valtrax and kept it pressed tightly under his thumb.

The Court of the Great Khan was built for theatrics. Proven by the endless bodies pinned between the arches high above. This display of power he reveals, however, is not one of them. It is meant to serve a purpose. One they were going to understand quite well, quite soon.
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“Kyaro Zoldyck.”​

The Khan muttered his name as if it were a curse upon his tongue. Not out of disrespect, but rather, the effort in gathering his Ki. From his body came a raging storm. A tumultuous storm that was slowly, but surely, growing closer to its tipping point.
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“The Grand Regent will fill you in on the details. To put it simply, however..”​

The Great Khan inhaled as he prepared to unleash from his diaphragm a shout that shook the foundations of his Court.
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“You! Will! Rage!”​

His words had always been powerful. A single command resulting in the annihilation of an entire civilization. Though never had they seen what transpired upon the final one spoken in that sentence. As reality itself seemed unable to contain their Master.

Behind the Valtraxian Duo a rift formed in time and space. One that led to another planet that appeared as a marble made of jade. Flush with various hues and shades of yellow and green. The Planet had been Yardrat and it was filled with a race of the same name. Weaklings, all of them, but powerful in a singular ability.

It is a power the Great Khan could not allow to run rampant. He lifted the spear in his hand and tossed it forward. It cut through the thin-space between their skulls. Soaring into the void sea. As it journeyed it seemed to form a trail behind it. A secondary void independent of all else. Meant to inhibit the ability to utilize techniques that allowed teleportation.

In no time the spear had become almost invisible as it travelled to Yadrat. Moving at speeds difficult to comprehend due to the Great Khan’s sheer strength. Upon entering the atmosphere, it became coated in flame, threatening to melt the spear from entry alone. Nevertheless, it could not stop the coming destruction, nor the flood that came after.

Behind the two of them they were able to watch as the atmosphere grew a hole. Directly after, glowing cracks formed like a kaleidoscope, which quickly grew larger. Then, as if to end their suffering sooner rather than later, it exploded. An entire race of people genocide in an instant.

There is no easing into that fact. There is no moment of silence. There is no academic questioning as to why or how from anyone. It is because the Valtraxian Duo knows all too well it is an intangible thing made manifest. The will of the Great Khan.

Yet the portal does not close as they might expect. It remains at his behest. The Great Khan is drinking it in. Feels as his body is rejuvenated and the two of them can see as he somehow grows stronger from the destruction. Even as the storm he conjured from his flesh begins to fade into nothing.
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“As for your question, Vaelin. There are combatants. None of them are worthy of your merit. Save for one.”​

 

[Deleted member 4]

Vaelin stood watching, just as Kyaro entered, he witnessed the Khan shouting at an open space, that shout producing a visible shock wave of force and energy that tore open the fabric of space leading to what can be described as a strange gas giant world, overlooking a structured city of aliens. Watching as the Khan seemed to tear a rift open which seemed to block the view of the rest of the planet before suddenly a swift and rapid flash erupted. Its blinding light was brief but ultimately concluded with an empty space remaining on where once there was a gas giant. The only thing left in place was the space dust from the aftermath, and though the aftermath was to be expected, Vaelin then listening to the Khan answering his question as he gave a simple nod,​

"Then We shall prepare a Vanguard assault force... Kyaro, Gather Seven ready and Able Valtraxian's yearning to Conquer. We are being sent to a planet called Earth. We are to pretend to be part of the Tundra empire, and destroy each and every city we come across then kill any who oppose us."​

He spoke with a calm, cool, and calculated tone, his eyes still on the Khan, yet his urgency was clear as failure to meet the Khan's standard was one of forfeiting their lives.

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[CairoOnyx]

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Kyaro watched every movement of the Khan as he opened the rift and listened to both him and Vaelin pertaining to the mission that they were going to be sent on. However, there were a couple things that he needed from the Khan to ensure nothing got out of hand or lead back to them after the mission.​

Kyaro: Alright then. I guess this should be fun afterall. However there is 1 thing I might suggest just to cover out own asses. If the plan is to get Tundra caught up in a war against universe 7; we should dress more... appropriately. I got bored and went on a little adventure and found someone wearing some strange kind of armor. It clearly isn't one of ours so if anyone happens to recognize the armor; they'd be looking only within their universe instead of trying to venture out. If you could, I'd like you or one of your magical partners to create more of these for us, same style, i don't care about the color, and have Tundra's signature logo somewhere.​

Saying that, Kyaro raised up a armor that looks similar to that of the armor from old when Beerus still ruled over the 7th universe. After that, he'd look towards the Khan and point towards the planet stratosphere, about northeast from where they were where the strange light was flying around.
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Kyaro: There's some kind of strange light flying around up there, I have no idea what it is but it's been there for quite a while. I'd like you to shoot it down and if its someone strong. Do whatever you have to to keep them trapped here until we return. They may be of some use of us if its an actual person. If not, do whatever you want with it. - As for you Vaelin, I'll get the best we have without going... too overboard.​

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With that, Kyaro took a step backwards and just like before; he disappeared just as quickly as he got there; reappearing at the edge of the ship just to jump off. Heading straight towards the Valtraxian area where all the kids had been battling before. Kyaro wore a faint but mischievous smile on his face. Once landing with a loud thud in the infamous "superhero landing" pose, dust and debris will explode from the ground which caught the attention of all who were present. His intent emitting over the entirety of the arena, leaving no corners untouched by his presence.​

Kyaro: Alright, outside of just me and Lord Vaelin.. 6 of you will be coming with us while the others remain here and oversee the children. Those of you who will be accompany us are as follows: Umiko, Victor, Conrad, Tchala, Anissa, and Thalia. You are to report to Lord Khan's ship immediately. Oh and uh.. don't make me repeat myself. Let's go.​

In that moment, once more Kyaro will surround himself in a gravity field and take off into the skies at high speeds. One thing was certain, Khan promised him he'd rage which was all he needed to hear in order to have some fun.​

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[The Doomguy]

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Muteki nodded in Kyaro’s direction as he spoke of adorning different armors than the one they currently wore. It had something he had already indulged in previously with Thorne before he had arrived. Admittedly he had found it strange that he had decided to say the quiet part out loud. As anyone with any sense of logic, sense, or experience on the battlefield knew to do that as well. The only words that held any merit had been bringing up an older style armor from a time long-since passed.

Then Kyaro mentioned something the Great Khan did not expect. A strange light had been circling the planet in the stratosphere. Had been for quite some time. Corpse-white eyes flickered to Vaelin Thorne at that time. The face of the Great Khan transforming from a blank stare into a grimace.
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“I see, so rather than investigate its appearance, we have let it linger. I will ensure the situation is handled.”​

He spoke nothing more about the situation. The Great Khan raised his hand, only to close it immediately after. The Erlik Tide began to activate its bio-organic sensors as the eyes of the skull at the ship’s helm began to glow a bright and eerie red. In no time at all if there was anything flying through as Kyaro had suggested, it was going to be found. Disappointment still fuelled the Khan, but even so, he let it go. There were more important matters to attend too.

Before anything else was able to be said, Kyaro dissipated. The Khan kept his sight on Vaelin as he walked toward him slowly. Hands wrapped in black bandages crossed behind his back. If Vaelin were still affected by the Khan’s presence, even in his weakened state, he was going to feel as if all his sins were crawling down his back. As if he was being judged not by a man, but an ancient malevolence, who saw the mistakes of the past, the present, and all the eons yet to come.
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“Vaelin.”​

His nostrils flared as he gave him a once-over.
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“There are two tasks that I am giving to you specifically while on Earth. Just a few short moments ago a Galactic Patrolman was killed at my request, albeit by another, who does not know who hired them. Each Patrolman is given a ship, find his, ransack it for all the information that you can. After which, destroy it, until there is nothing left but ash and rubble.”​

The Khan then gazed back toward the Throne for a moment. From his lips came a deep sigh that seemed to echo across the Court. The walls themselves responded as the walls reverberated with the twitching of those who surrounded them. Despite how many souls he had damned in his own Court it was easy to forget they were there in the first place.
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“The other task is far simpler. Upon your arrival, choose five souls, whom you believe deserve to be brought back to my domain. It does not matter their strength or their race. In the end they will share the same fate.”​

He then looked back to Vaelin as one hand reached out to grip his shoulder firmly. It had not been the same touch he had given when appointing Vaelin to Grand Regent. Instead it was more like a father who had just scorned their son. If Vaelin looked into his eyes he would see that they were brimming with power.
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“Do these things and I will absolve you of your sin of failing to secure Valtrax.”​

The Khan’s grip tightened by a fraction.
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“Still I must punish you. Understand that it is not personal, but you are my subject, Vaelin. I must show that failure is not to be tolerated. Especially from one of my Vanguard.”​

He prayed Vaelin understood his position as from his pupil-less eyes emerged twin beams of mystical energies. They were impossibly quick, easily able to close the short distance between the two. When they landed they were not going to scorch Vaelin or even damage him wholly. Instead he was going to feel as the alien magics imbued themselves into him as if they were one in the same.

In the next second he was going to feel the worst pain he had ever felt in his life as it appeared as if electricity danced across his flesh. In truth it wasn’t lightning. It was the magic traversing across his body, activating each and every single pain receptor at once, easily bypassing any strength or durability which Vaelin held. In no time at all the Grand Regent was going to be on his knees before the Great Khan.

Even then he was not going to allow his suffering to end. It had to be witnessed. Not by himself, but other Valtraxians, who entered the room shortly after. All they would see if Vaelin understood his place is their Grand Regent brought before the one who held their leash. Kyaro would be the only one to know as to the exact reason. The others would know the consequence of failure when they seen it.

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[Deleted member 4]

Hearing the two new request directly pointed at him after hearing the flabbergasting news Kyaro had apparently decided to ignore, Vaelin knew what was going to happen the moment the Khan placed his gigantic hand on his shoulder. The next moment from the Khan's Misty white eyes, fired two beams of a mystical energies which would slam into the Forehead of Vaelin. Though Vaelin sustained no damage from the beam itself, that following nano second, he fell to one knee. His teeth gritting and clenching so tightly he could shatter diamonds as blood trickled down his lip from the sheer pressure of how tight he was clenching his jaw to avoid screaming. Every single nerve, every pain Receptor was ignited in a white hot electrifying sensation. Muscles spazzing violently as he forced himself to remain in a knelt position. His left knuckles pressing hard on the Court of the Great Khan, the obsidian/ Onyx and basalt flooring cracked like spider webs from the sheer force he was pushing on his knuckles. This was not an act of defiance or retaliation but rather him keep himself focused and awake, all until the pain passed. For what felt like hours was merely a few seconds before the pain subsided as Vaelin took a deep breath,​

"I will see that it is done Khan... And I will personally see to this Light's investigation... After a word with Kyaro... Need not to Worry, Both will be done simultaneously."​

He said with both gritted teeth but still a respect and loyal nature towards the Khan.

Slowly Standing back upright, Vaelin turned away from the Khan after one last bow, his footwork taking him to the docking port he had entered from before the cellular gravitational manipulation lifted him into a hovering state before propelling himself down towards Valtrax, but more specifically behind Kyaro who was currently talking to some of the Adult Valtraxian's he had selected for this Invasion. Those Valtraxian's instantly kneeling to their grand Reagant, but not fast enough for Kyaro to notice as the moment Vaelin's feet planted on the stone surface of the Culling Rituals arena, His left arm cocked back, Muscles tensed as the very air current spiraled around his fist, acting as a vacuum pulling Kyaro who was the closest towards Vaelin. This Vacuum pressure forcing Kyaro to spin around, would allow Vaelin a swift upper cut from hell into Kyaro's underchin which would ultimately fire off a dense shockwave sending the children valtraxians slamming against the walls, while the adults as forced twenty feet back, their hands and feet digging into stone to keep balance. This blow which would be a surprise attack/ Disciplinary action for Kyaro's lack of handling the mysterious light flying around their stratosphere, along with his casual order to the Khan. A blow that would send Kyaro propelling up towards that same very light at speeds barely reaching that of a bolt of lightning while doing little to no damage to Kyaro.

Doing this as he spoke the same moment his knuckles would collide with Kyaro's chin,​

"Go see what that Light is, Your Grand Reagent has given his order."​

If his surprise upper cut was successful, Kyaro would be sent slamming head first into what ever that light is, if it was a drone, he'd tear it apart upon impact, but if it was a ship, he would find himself stuck with his head sticking out of the floor of the ships internal haul. Once this concluded, Vaelin Turned to the Six Valtraxian's, Conrad, Thalia, Umiko, Tchala, Victor and his Wife Anissa. Speaking with a directive tone, one fitted for the Grand Reagent,​

"We will depart to the Khan's Ship Immediately. We have been given a task we will see out without failure."​

Stating this, His cells began producing the Graviational Fields allowing him to hover before rising back towards the Khan's Ship being followed by the Six choosen Valtraxian's, Where the seven would land in the docking bay before the six followed Vaelin down the cooridors, through the halls towards the Court of the Great Khan. There as the Six followed with only Tchala, Conrad and Anissa being one of the few to ever step foot in this court before they lined up behind Vaelin who took a knee before the Khan,​

"I have sent Kyaro to personally investigate the strange light. These will be our Invading Vanguard, Great Khan, you may already know of Tchala, Conrad and my wife Anissa. But the other three, I will personally vouche for; Umiko, Thalia, and Victor are quite efficient in their duties."​

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[CairoOnyx]

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The moment he Vaelin landed, Kyaro's first glance would be a simply smile that turned into confusion the moment he saw Vaelin's fist cocking back. He had enough time to dodge but for some reason he didn't bother avoiding the attack. It may have been out of pure confusion on why he'd be attacking him; all he thought was two simple words.. "The Fuck?" But nonetheless the punch struck Kyaro's chin which sent him hurling upwards at high speed, twirling and spinning around wildly as he ascended into the stratosphere which eventually came a halt once his head collided and became embedded in the ship. His eyes were still wide in confusion then folded his arms and crossed his legs while stuck in the ship' simply thinking about what had just happened before moving on to looking around the ship.
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Kyaro: Fuckin dickhead, the hell was that about? Oh well whatever. Could have let me finish talking first. - Heeeyyyy! Talking head here, anybody alive in here?!​

After a few moments of no answer, he decided to slowly shift himself to turn around where he'd come face to face with a beautiful women but her scent was one that filled his nose with sweat, must, strong perfume which suggested the woman was trying to mask an odor which made sense of why she hadn't landed yet.
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Kyaro: Hey, you've been up here a while... Hurry up and land, you need a shower or something because uh... You stink....​

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[Zerella]

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Inside of that very ship was a woman who was resting on the couch like a bed and trying to catch up on rest since she was exhausted from being on the run from the Galactic Patrol. However, she did get woken up by a strong bump to her ship; She was awake now but still didn't move until she heard someone speaking and yelling about a talking head which is when she finally sat up and turned around, finally noticing the head sticking up through the ship floors. There was a quick moment of silence before the simple sound of a yawn broke through the silent moment. She then looked at gravity meter which said 09150 but mistaking it for the clock and instead seeing 09:50. Mustering it up to being a dream or some or a hallucination from how tired and dehydrated she was; She'd turn back around and fall back asleep.​

Lyric: Yea.. That's a problem for tomorrow. I'm not dealing with this right now.​

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[The Doomguy]

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Nothing gave the Great Khan a sense of pride than seeing his own subject withstand his torment with bravery. Vaelin knelt before him as pain wracked his body unlike anything he had ever endured before. The pressure in his knuckles fracturing his Court as if it were nothing more than glass threatening to shatter. It is something he fixed in a matter of moments after Vaelin departed only needing to wave his hand out across from him. The basalt and obsidian tiles meld together back as if nothing happened to begin with.

In the absence of all others, Muteki turned to his throne, slowly stepping up invisible steps once more. When he reached the summit, he turned, sitting down upon the throne and connecting to his ship directly from where he sat. He was just in time to watch from its optical systems as Vaelin landed on the ground behind Kyaro. Cocking his fist back a current of air spiralled around it like a vortex, sucking Kyaro in, until finally it was released upon striking the Vanguard’s chin. It sent him soaring, upwards, toward the previously mentioned light before disappearing directly beneath it.

Before the Great Khan had another moment to himself the Court had been filled again with seven others. They were to be his invasion force of Earth. He knew that before Vaelin even spoke, why else would he bring them before him, if not to be put to death. Nevertheless, he listened carefully to each word, a small smirk forming as he informed him that Kyaro had been sent to investigate the light.
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“Valtraxian names are quite unique.” ​

It had not been an insult. Though Muteki did find it strange how no matter which one you looked at you were never able to guess the name. Sometimes they were simple, such as Conrad or Anissa, but other times they were drastically different to the status quo. As seen by Tchala, Umiko, and Thalia. The only characteristics they truly shared, other than the genetic make-up of their race, is how they bowed before their Master with loyalty in their hearts.
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“You all should suffice.”​

Then something happened that none of them may have anticipated. The Great Khan stood from his throne, but at the same time, he sat upon it glaring at them. In his entire time of serving beneath him, Vaelin had never seen him perform such a feat, but nonetheless reality seemed to defy itself. The pseudo-Khan appeared before them in the blink of an eye as he gazed down upon each of them with a watchful eye.
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“Part of me will remain here, with you, on Valtrax. My true self, however, has other things in the Imperium which must be attended too. Do not worry about the gravity. I will remain here in the upper atmosphere, once you are all ready and the light has been investigated, come to me. I will armor you before sending you as envoys of another empire, and then, you may wreak death and destruction to your heart’s content.”​

In that same instant the pseudo-Khan was going to walk beyond them. It is rare he gave them a chance to get their affairs in order, to perhaps say their last goodbyes, or to finish encouraging their children to stay strong in the culling. Meanwhile the Erilik Tide was going to start up, its engines slowly churning to life, as screams from the engine room rose so loud in a symphony of pain that it could be heard on the surface. The Valtraxians were only able to imagine what source of power the Khan required for his flagship to sail across the void sea.

As for the Great Khan on the Throne. He closed his eyes as he commanded the ship he was directly connected to spiritually and physically. In his mind’s eye he envisioned a space far away from all others. Where not even the brightest stars in all of neutral space were able to reach. It is there he made his destination, for in the darkness, he would take his first steps in making something new.

Shaped in his image.
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[Deleted member 4]

As the Khan spoke, all seven remained silent, each taking in his words in their kneeling position; Though upon one hearing the words to Wreak death and destruction to his hearts content, Conrad's lips curled maliciously, teeth baring with glee, one such type of glee and delight that could barely be contained, as Conrad out of all the Valtraxian's was classified and considered to be the most Ruthless, unhinged, and sadistic Valtraxian with a personal history of Unspeakable criminal actions against races that manage to even harm him. With some cased even being redacted from mission reports by Conrad's underlings even though the All Seeing Khan knows all his transgressions. His knuckles pressing with such pressure against the floors beneath, his unparalleled excitement and thrill for slaughter, hate crimes and violations of warfare was barely being contained so much so that wrinkles creased across his cheeks and forehead.
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"Great Khan, Once on this Earth. You say That I may fullfill my destiny, and bring about Chaos and slaughter to these insignificant insects."​

Conrad's head rose upwards, his eyes meeting the Khans with a glint of sadism and thrill. Conrad clearly had been waiting patiently for this very moment to truly allow himself to let go or his restraints, and who ever would be the first to bring physical pain to him would be the first to taste his ire. It was here while Vaelin slowly rose up, with Anissa following behind him as the only two to stand, Anissa slowly twisted her body, an expression of disgust at Conrad's behavior, yet a geniune pride in his Valtraxian Outlook for Conquest.


Her silver eyes observing the overwhelming thrill at the prospect of genocide once more filling that twisted smile on Conrad's face with her own expression of Discontent. Vaelin on the otherhand had not turned to look at Conrad nor Anissa, Rather his face remained locked on the Khan, or rather the two Khans as He stood steadfast, proud, vigilant and ready for a world to conquer.

It was here that the Grand Reagent stood as the Most brutal, most efficient Valtraxian in history, forged by his fathers death, the training of Valtrax and the Khan to become the Perfect Grand Reagent that he spoke with a calm tone,​

"Once Kyaro arrives with what ever that light was, dead or alive. We will depart Great Khan. We shall not waste any more of your time. This is what we Valtraxian's were born for, to cull the weak; to crush resistances, to bury the foes of our leaders, and to grind bones to dust before our might." ​

His words were not only a declaration in which each Valtraxian immediately stood, their left hand violently slamming into their chest with a thunderous applaud, their right arms behind their back, their legs together in a stiff perfect salute of Valtrax. Eyes forward to the grand Conquest, to the slaughter to be, and to Proving to the Prime Universe that their best... isn't enough. For this was a Unified belief of the Valtraxians...
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[CairoOnyx]

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Kyaro blinked for a few moments staying in complete silence, the woman had just completely dismissed him as if he was nothing more but a pest that was no real threat and more of an annoyance. That alone had annoyed him. but added with the fact she turned her back on him to finish a nap is what truly angered him. Even so, this also made him curious on just how strong the person had to be to dismiss him so casually. Regardless, Kyaro was going to take advantage of the fact she looked and sounded completely exhausted. As such, he pulled himself through the hole in the ship and stood over the woman with an annoyed expression before finally grabbing at the woman's ankle. He wouldn't even waist time waiting for a response and he began spinning around in circles so fast that him and the woman take on the "appearance" of a small tornado with the ship before launching the woman go. Should things go according to plan, she'd go crashing the walls/floor of her ship and straight into the opening of the Khan's ship. The force of the collision will knock her unconscious as well.

Shortly after, Kyaro finally made his appearance back on the ship with the others where he'd drag the woman by her jacket the rest of the way and toss her directly in front of the Khan before looking at Vaelin.
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Kyaro: Hey, thanks for that. I've been trying to get that crook out of my neck for hours now. Preciate it.​

Saying those words with a genuine looking smile on his face while rubbing his neck at the same time.
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Kyaro: Oh yea, uh. That's who I found up there.​

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