Prymorus threw his vidcom across the room. Retris still had not returned with the Raftian and the Jawtaw, and the Drethulan commander refused to listen to him. He’d told the male that he didn’t have troop placement yet, but the Drethulan was overconfident.
“Sir, what are your instructions?” one of the warriors asked, standing at attention.
“Bring the human child you found to me,” Prymorus ordered.
“Yes, sir,” the warrior said, turning on his heel.
Prymorus walked over to the opening and stared out. Drethulan pods fell through the atmosphere. He watched several explode before they reached the ground. His fingers tightened on the doorframe and he stepped back when two Trivator fighters flashed low overhead. The building shook from the explosions outside. Dust and loose debris rained down
