Inside the temple of the Cult of Mordalis

The high counsel sat silently overlooking the temple floor that was covered by Cultists. One of the high counsel members stood up. "We are all about to embark on a momentous journey, one that will justify the Cult's purposes. You must be willing to sacrifice yourselves to keep this mission from the outside world. However, your performances today proved pitiful and that you still have much to learn before our journey can begin. This is why the high counsel has chosen Xaraxus to recruit a team to deal specifically with LONAC. The rest of you shall avoid LONAC at all costs."

Xaraxus stepped forward and turned to face the rest of the Cultists. He removed his hood so all could see what he truly looked like. His face was gray and black antennas were at its sides. He grinned, and disappeared into a portal that formed before him.

"Masters, why have you chosen Xaraxus for such a task? His treachery proves him unworthy. He will only look for those who will help him in his fight for control of the Cult" one of the Cultists protested.

The entire high counsel chuckled. "Xaraxus' is powerful, and intelligent. His treachery will only help him to make the best selections. He can't afford to rebel without the backing of a highly powerful group. By the time he has completed such a team, the Cult's mission will be completed, and he shall be dealt with accordingly."