Warhorse was right to notice Kali's intent gaze on her. Fiery red eyes that seemed to pierce the soul examined the woman. Despite Warhorse's intimidating size, few could look into those eyes and not be intimidated by the ruthless strength behind them. Kali herself was dark-skinned and had long black hair. Her muscular frame would put most human athletes to shame, and there was not an ounce of fat on her body. By Earth standards, she would be estimated to be around the age of thirty, though her age was quite greater than that.<br/><br/>For the first few moments, she did not move at all outside of her eyes, still looking at the screen with a bemused expression. When she finally spoke, her deep, strong voice was so powerful that one would not be surprised if it shook the entire ship. "Omaru, it was my assumption that you knew why you were summoned here, but it is quite apparent that you are in fact that dense." Despite her chilly tone, her facial expression did not change. "Please correct me if I am mistaken, but had I not charged you with the task of defeating the one who calls herself 'The Scarlet Sentinel?' Was it not for you to repair the singular blemish upon our thus far otherwise successful invasion of this puny world? Explain your failure to me at once."