A massive muscular figure with a grotesque, brain-like head kneels heavily on the rocky ground, head bowed low as he utters, "THE KING...!" In the distance, Knuckle stands with one arm raised high, a brilliant flash of light erupting behind him. Smaller panels show close-ups of shocked faces: Knov with wide eyes and sweat flying, another man with an open mouth calling "KNOV-SA". In the foreground, Palm stares forward with intense sweat drops rolling down her face and glasses, her hands raised in agitation. She declares, "WITH A WAVE OF HIS BATON, THEY WILL DO HIS BIDDING, NO MATTER WHAT MAY BE......!!!" and adds, "IT DOESN'T MATTER WHAT THE SOLDIERS THINK OR FEEL."