Control

"My lord," the Minion began, his voice steady and controlled, "he has people of such immense power that they can easily match the raw force of your own minions. This man has been experimenting with people for years, sending them to alternate realities with vastly different atmospheres. After thousands of years in these alternate realities, evolution takes its course and transforms these people into monsters of all kinds."

I felt a surge of anger boil within me as the Minion spoke of their power. I was overcome with frustration at my own lack of power, and I felt powerless against this man and his army of monsters. I needed to know what our next move would be, what I could do to avoid a battle with these two monsters. "What should I do now?" I asked, desperation creeping into my voice.

The Minion hesitated for a moment before replying. "They could leave their kingdom at any moment and come for you," he warned. "You must flee this area, or they will come and find you."