The Wraith pilots did not respond to Gonathi. They had no inclination to negotiate, as the company policy was absolute. 'No Zerg was to be allowed near the colony'. 'All off world Zerg forces are immediately to be designated hostile and must be eliminated on sight'. As soon as the fighter crafts were within maximum range, they began their missile run. Each craft launched a pair of high explosive warheads from their tri wings, locked straight for the Overlord.<br/><br/><strong>Location</strong>: Mar Sara, ruined capital city<br/><strong>Planetary time</strong>: Afternoon come dusk<br/><br/>From ages past, Shadir would recognize the identity of the Ultralisk as none other than a Cerebrate, one of the late Overmind's lieutenants. Araq was his name, from the memories of the late Overmind when the Dark Templar slew the Zerg leader, and he was the once feared leader of the hellishly brutal Jormungand Brood. How he appeared to be in this form was unknown, but the fact remained that he was very likely to be one of the few surviving Cerebrates that lived beyond the Brood Wars, possibly the only one left that was not under Kerrigan's control.<br/><br/>The massive monstrosity trudged closer to Shadir, stepping over the ruined bodies of the Terrans he had just slain. He continued on, blades still raised and his form poised, until his head was right up to the hybrid's face. For a moment, he glared and snarled at him from close quarters. The glow in his eyes indicated a deep hatred and hostility, not one of let his guard down just because this new presence of a being was in his company. However, deep within, a growing sense of intrigue inched its way into his mind. The obvious traces of Zerg on Shadir, both within and throughout, had piqued his interest, enough to fight off the twitching urge to crush this creature where it stood with all four of his blades.<br/><br/>"I have survived on this accursed rock for many years. I have killed many, but what you say is true. I cannot stay on this planet any longer than I already have." He growled audibly, "Still, why should I trust a being such as you? You may carry the scent and the half body of Zerg, but what I still see in your other half is the detestable form of my arch enemy, the Protoss. For all I know, tricks may be abound, as all of your so called 'former' kind are capable of."<br/><br/>He hated the very sight of Protoss till the point of outright discrimination beyond resentment. That was how deep his emotions were, shared along with a numerable number of Cerebrates when they still breathed. The greatest cause and early beginnings reached into a long memory ago, when Tassadar decieved Kerrigan into letting down their guard, and Zeratul slaying Zasz from the shadows on Char. He was not about to repeat this same mistake and had kept himself wary ever since.