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[[Nick and Ki stand dwarfed next to the Grand Protuberance, who continues to bow with his eyes closed while he gestures off-panel to something currently unseen. Ki remains in a state of shock at what she sees; Nick, however, has regained his composure enough to resume his previous stern expression. The booming voice of the Supreme Fu echoes off the chamber's walls as he addresses them.]]
Supreme Fu: NICHOLAS WELLINGTON. I HAVE HEARD MUCH ABOUT YOU, HUMAN. SO MUCH SO THAT I HAD TO SEE YOU WITH MY OWN EYES.

[[We pull back as we look over the humans' heads. They and the Grand Protuberance are tiny next to the gargantuan mass in front of them: an enormous Grey, easily ten times the mass of the Protuberance, if not more. He is so large and fat that his feet are invisible, buried under countless rolls of adipose tissue. His arms are useless flaps of skin glued to his sides. A tiny head, roughly the same size as the Protuberance's, sits like a minuscule pimple at the top of the heap. As lightning-like energy continues to crackle behind them in the background, the Supreme Fu addresses his visitors.]]
Supreme Fu: TELL ME, HOW IS IT THAT A CHILD RACE, ONE THAT HAS BARELY DIPPED ITS TOES INTO THE GREAT OCEAN OF STARS, HAS PRODUCED YOU...

[[We zoom in on the Supreme Fu's tiny head. Despite nearly being lost in the endless folds of blubber, his face is unmistakably that of a Grey: black eyes with no discernible white, pupil, or iris, no nose or ears, non-existent lips, and heavy, hairless eyebrows. His broad mouth takes on a most unpleasant smile, more sinister and foreboding than anything the Skaboola or Protuberance could ever produce. He continues...]]
Supreme Fu: ... HE WHO CAN BEND THE VERY FABRIC OF SPACE AND TIME TO MAKE A PLANET DISAPPEAR...?