Perhaps he was afraid of escalating this conflict until it sundered the Survivalist Faction in pieces.
Perhaps he still held out hope that he could persuade the Polymath to see reason and step back from this precipice.
Perhaps he was afraid that they might begin to employ their incredibly powerful and destructive weapons, thereby putting everyone within the Khamatar Reign at risk!
The Polymath did not look as if he was giving the Xenotechnician any regard. She did not even bother to stare in the older Star Designer's anymore.
Instead, she spread out her arms and began to activate a power that caused every single mech pilot and mech designer to feel a deep and concerning thrum in their hearts.
"The time has come to break our shackles from our past. Behold the root of our power! Let me lay bare the grand design that connects both branches of humanity together!"
To the shock of both young and old, an incredibly bright and powerful spiritual manifestation appeared in front of her floating form!
Every mech pilot and mech designer couldn't help but feel a deep and fundamental sense of utter awe and respect towards the visualization of a great existence that they had always known but never truly become aware of until today.
"The Kingdom of Mechs."
Ves and every other member of the mech community couldn't help but feel both awed and horrified at this impressive display.
The visual appearance of the kingdom looked unlike any mortal understanding of this word. It looked more like a dramatized interpretation of an ancient city surrounded by walls.
There were so many individual features and touches that spoke of careful design, exquisite artistry and endless symbolism.
It was too much! No one could possibly analyze the entirety of the Kingdom of mechs in a short amount of time!
If that wasn't enough, the Kingdom of Mechs also contained a lot of different energies or forces that caused it to convey an incredible sense of power.
The Kingdom was not just a fancy location, but a real site of power that existed on a completely different plane of existence!
The Polymath had just employed her vast power to project a fraction of its actual state in this assembly hall.
Once the image of the Kingdom of Mechs became seared into everyone's sight, a strange development took place.
Different Stars started to appear above the kingdom. These points of lights twinkled with mystery and conveyed a variety of different powers so long as anyone focused their attention on them for a while.
"No..." The Xenotechnician uttered as he began to look horrified when he realized the purpose of this action.
The Polymath's star-like eyes shone with cold determination as she addressed her audience once again.
"The Kingdom of Mechs has served humanity well for over four centuries. However, its original purpose has been superseded by the Great Severing. After conducting a lengthy discussion with many of my fellow Star Designers who continue to reside in the Milky Way Galaxy, we have ultimately decided that it is best to cut off this link between our two groups. Red humanity is in grave danger, and may very well become extinct in the following decades. We must not allow our distant cousins in the Milky Way to suffer the same fate and fall victim to our own failings. The only reasonable course of action that we can undertake to ensure that at least one branch of humans will survive is to sever the link."
"NOOOO! STOP THIS MADNESS BEFORE IT IS TOO LATE, POLYMATH!"
"The decision is not in my hands, old friend. Our esteemed colleagues in the Milky Way have established enough of a majority to initiate this necessary act on their end. COMMENCE THE SEPARATION!"
The seventy or so Stars hovering above the Kingdom of Mechs began to take collective action.
They conveyed a unified command or intention towards the walled city below.
Every mech pilot and mech designer began to feel a spike of pain from their fundamental sources of power!
The reason for that was because a portion of the walls of the mighty Kingdom of Mechs had begun to crack!
For the first time in human history, the most powerful construct of their race had incurred damage, and it happened to be self-inflicted!
The Star Designers of the Milky Way had chosen to sever the portion of their own kingdom that was tied to the lost people of red humanity!