There were hundreds of human colonial representatives. An even third was busy having a heated argument with a second third, while the rest attempted to argue the other two groups into submission. Any moment, now, blood would be drawn and these savage Deathworlders would fly into a frenzy.
Which would not be good news for the first Ambassadorial Meet that actually welcomed these bloodthirsty, balding apes.
One of the human's assistants rushed up to the moderator. "Play the human anthem over the comms," they uged. "Human anthem! Play it now!"
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