"It's over, Cyberein! The children already told me! I know you're out here!", Stone Master Zoba yelled into the distance. Some tree stumps were still smoldering. Wild whisps of smoke sprang through the thinly hardened lava. Minor tremors readily ripped rifts in the newly acquired earth beneath Zoba's feet. "This planet is governed by The Outer Galactic Star Systems Republic! We cannot leave without their order!", Zoba continued as he slowly shuffled over the hellish terrain. A monstrous roar rippled over the hills in the distance. "So you are here.", Zoba whispered quietly to himself. "Haven't you got time for an old friend?!", Zoba shouted. Another roar echoed....