The SRN Jamaran orbited the blue resource planet which Shay'tan (a thousand blessings upon his name) had sent this battle cruiser to secure. Sata'anic Royal Navy Lieutenant Kasib stared at ship's communications console, scanning through the reports which scrolled in from the planet's surface.
General Hudhafah's dark balsam dorsal ridge rose in irritation as he dug his claws into the captain's chair.
“Any sign of that scout ship, Kasib?”
Kasib eyed the reports with his gold-green serpentine eyes.
“There are no energy signatures discernible on the planet except for ours, Sir,” Kasib said. “The Angelic scout ship appears to have been completely destroyed."
Kasib flit out his long forked tongue to taste the air for the pheromone's indicating his commanding officer’s level of irritation. Like any low-ranking male who served in Shay'tan's armies, the lizard-man was hyper-alert to the slightest reddening of his commanding officer's dewlap.
“Good!" General Hudhafah bared his fangs. “The last thing we want is the Alliance knowing what we've found.”
With a genuflection to his forehead, his snout and his heart, Kasib relayed the general's order to resume rolling out annexation of the blue resource planet which had their Emperor so excited.