A phalanx of guards entered the room where the meeting amongst the most powerful people in the world still went on.

     Their prisoners: Niki and Trevor.

     "We were told to bring them to you the moment they were captured," the squadron leader said.  

​     "You did well." Valtair stared at the duo. "You are here...why?"

​     "What's that you got on your head there?" Niki asked. "I mean, I've heard of phallic symbols but..."

     "That ​is his head," Trevor muttered.

     "Uh...okay, so...let me guess. His name is Dick."

     "His name is Valtair."

     "You've killed some of our people," Valtair said. "Therefore, you yourselves must die. I'm certain you understand that."

​     "Painfully," Egoneg muttered with an edge of sexual glee in his voice. He grinned at Niki as he said it. He sounded so excited by the prospect that, for a second, Niki thought he was going to whip out his pecker and start beating off right then and there. 

​     "This is getting ridiculous," the Asian man said. "No one's torturing anyone."

​     Valtair didn't bother to look in the Asian man's direction, but instead said to Trevor, "You'll tell us why you're here. That is a fact. There's no one I've encountered yet in all my travels where I haven't been able to break them one way or another."

     "We heard there was a wonderful view," Niki said.

     The guards that surrounded Niki and Trevor raised their weapons.

     Niki and Trevor went into defensive mode, for all the good that would do them.

     When,

     SMASH!

     The vans and the safe room and the Valids and the algrim and the Azure all picked that exact moment to come crashing through the ornate, brightly colored glass ceiling over everyone's head.

     There to join the party, apparently.

     SMASH! 

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