Everyone was speaking at once. The sound of the various voices echoed through the chamber.Jaxxon hated being the center of attention, and right now he and his brother were under intense scrutiny.One of the rulers, who spoke only through telepathy, blasted the collective consciousness of the attendees, demanding silence. Jaxxon grimaced at the loud mental voice in his head. A glance over at Volund’s scowling face confirmed his brother didn’t like the telepathic intrusion either.Quiet settled over the arena.Tapio, from the administrative planet Mubehu, hovered next to Jaxxon and Volund, his skin a fluorescent yellow, eyes neon pink. His kind, similar to the male who had earlier ordered silence in the great hall, had no mouth, and also used mental communication.I shall speak to all here as a group. Agreed? Tapio stared first into Jaxxon’s eyes and then looked over at Volund.Jaxxon nodded. Next to him, Volund did the same.You two were chosen to start a project called Melting Pot. We chose this name in memory of Earth’s Pre-Apocalyptic World.
