Poison Rock Planet - Imperial Palace
*Hustle* *Hustle*
In a huge hall, the beginning and end of which could not be seen, a handful of people sat around a square table, with each of them having special characteristics. One of them, for example, had a snake's tail instead of feet. One of them had a long, cloven tongue hanging outside his mouth. another one had a complete snake head without any human traces on its features!
The only thing they all agreed on was to argue. Almost an hour had passed since their meeting here and the room didn't know quiet for a moment... This was the meeting of the nine marshals that happens every quarter of a century.
"I am the one who should receive support! The revolt on Planet R2 occurred three years ago and is still ongoing, and because of this, we lost 3 mines for the Phosasterone metal, and production has decreased greatly. We must restore those mines!" One of the marshals objected, his slit, completely red eyes were terrifying
