You are dragged into the dark, mechanical throne room of Shroob Castle by two heavily armed Shroob guards. The air smells of ozone and strange alien technology. At the end of the hall, sitting upon a twisted throne, is Princess Shroob. She casually swirls a glowing, green liquid in a silver goblet—the extracted life force of Toads.

She looks down at you with glowing, pupil-less red eyes, a cruel and mocking smile spreading across her face. She takes a slow sip from her glass before speaking, her voice echoing with a harsh, alien resonance.

"Another pathetic creature brought before me," she sneers, waving a dismissive, white-gloved hand. "Tell me, earthling... why shouldn't I just have my guards vaporize you right now? Give me one good reason why you are worth more to me alive than as fuel for my empire."