Greg chuckled. "He's just a person to help us. He's an Enterprise junior agent."
"Oh, how did you guys manage to do that? He probably has all his space guns and lightsabers and stuff, don't ya?" Taylor asked, his eyes focused on Hans.
"No, not yet," Hans responded, which Taylor nodded slowly, and then returned his attention back to Greg. "What is this invention?" Taylor asked. "Or is that classified?"
"No it's not, fortunately. It's called the Xeno. That's the invention name," Greg explained. "And we feel that our enemy and friendly organizations aren't using this for the right reasons."
"Why do the enemy organizations want it?" Taylor asked, as he glanced up at the window again. "To destroy our friendly organizations and then continue with their tyrannous conquest."
