"The Cellucas species… they were more cunning than we initially believed," Kiaz continued, his voice grim. "After the Intergalactic War, the one where the allied forces fought against the Cellucas, we celebrated what we thought was a decisive victory. But our father… he had his doubts. He suspected that some Cellucas might have escaped the final purges."
Ziak nodded, his expression mirroring his brother's seriousness. "He took samples from the fallen Cellucas, analyzed their genetic markers, and cross-referenced them with his personal tracker. To his alarm, he detected a faint but persistent signal emanating from a planet designated Kepler-897b."
"He immediately reported his findings to the higher officials of the Intergalactic Commission," Kiaz added, a hint of frustration in his tone. "But the Commission was confident in their data. Their official systems showed no remaining Cellucas presence, no surviving eggs. They dismissed Father's concerns, attributing the faint signal to residual energy or a sensor malfunction."
Ziak clenched his jaw. "But Father trusted his instincts. He had a terrible premonition. Against the Commission's orders, he decided to investigate Kepler-897b himself. It was… his gravest error. It turned out a faction of Cellucas had managed to conceal unhatched eggs on that planet. They ambushed him. He tried to evade them, to remain hidden, but they discovered him. That was the last signal we ever received from his tracker."