Shadir, despite his best attempts, found himself quite intimidated by Araq. "In truth, it matters not to me what you do to these fools.  I came here seeking a hybrid like myself, and here I find you.  You have the feeling of an ultralisk, but I detect a subtle amount of protoss in you. Judging by what I sense from your telepathic link, you were once a....now that is a surprise." He slowly unfurled his wings, so as to not appear confrontational. The last thing he needed was to piss off the creature in front of him any further.  "As you can plainly see, I am no longer a mere dark templar. The Terrans turned me into this, and they were planning on using me as a tool. The Zerg have also contacted me, and wished for me to join them. I have no doubts that they'd use me as a tool, just like the Terrans.  I also do not doubt that my former comrades, the Protoss, wouldn't hesitate to destroy me.  And not just me, this is the fate of any hybrid like myself. I don't know about you, but I am not willing to be used by anyone.  So I come to you with an offer of freedom. If you stay here, fighting the Terrans, eventually they will either capture you, or kill you, and if not the Terrans, the Zerg will.  Strong as you are, you can not fight forever.  Eventually, you will lose.  I've decided that I can not allow the other hybrids to fall into the hands of any of the other races so I'm gathering as many as I can to my cause.  Will you join me?"