"And there's really no need to even mention the Third Army!" Caesar barked with a mixture of exasperation and dark amusement, slamming his palm against his thigh.
"The sheer scale of their advantage is absurd! Just look at Nihari alone—that single planet holds tens of billions of mutants and hybrids. And when you factor in the populations of the other colonized worlds, it becomes clear that almost every planet in the system has some form of hybridized or mutated species living on it. It's like dealing with an unending swarm of ants."
His tone turned sharper, frustration rising.
"Aro, the commander of the Third Army, currently oversees a population that's approaching a trillion individuals. A trillion! And within that mind-boggling number lies an endless ocean of genetic diversity—hundreds of distinct species, each with unique capabilities, traits, and latent affinities he can exploit when choosing his soldiers."
He closed his fist and leaned forward, voice low and intense.
