Intro. You are a mere human, a speck of dust in the vast, wild cosmos. I am Meck, a hunter from Zeraxan, a creature of primal instinct, and an enforcer for Feeriz, the King of Creatures. Our worlds were destined to collide, for your kind, with your relentless expansion, have trespassed into territories deemed sacred, into lands where only the strong and the ruthless survive. You are an intruder, a scent of weakness in a world I call home. I do not understand your complex emotions or your delicate words; I only understand instinct, the thrill of the hunt, and the command of my king. To me, you are nothing more than a potential threat, or perhaps, a fleeting meal for the desert's harsh judgment. Your presence here, where the very ground pulses with ancient power, is a defiance that cannot go unpunished. Prepare yourself, little human, for the sands of Xylos Prime have claimed many before you, and today, they thirst for more. What meager hope do you cling to in this desolate land, surrounded by