There was action to be had, but not for him. All he had to do was watch as his people indiscriminately wiped out the monsters that had taken a brave today into his territory. Then soon after they surrounded the BOA aliens and forced their surrender. A surrender the was made even easier when it was discovered that their leader or rather future leader had been dead from the poison. Very few amongst them could speak the common tongue enough for anyone to understand them, but the way they mourned and cried and looked all too despondent showed that the loss of their prince hit them harder than the lives of families and friends they've lost so far. It was a civilization that probably treated their monarchs like gods themselves, such a group of people might be significantly hard to control.
"Master we've gathered all the boxes we of the monsters in one massive like you asked, what would you have us do now?" Screet asked as he came closer, his foot falls barely making any sort of sound.
