LYCAVORE
"What do you mean gone?" Tonlar shouted from the small monitor.
The face of the High Coven Colonel of the Immortals remained impassive and unaffected by Tonlar's outburst. His dark eyes glared back at the screen, openly showing no emotion, but inwardly holding nothing but contempt. His grayish skin was drawn and weathered from years of exposure to the suns of countless worlds and battles, and he was one of the senior officers within the Immortal ranks anywhere.
"Just as I have reported regent." He spoke evenly. "The settlement is empty. There are no Lycavorians here. Only the bodies of thirteen of your men and my officer! They were killed by Spartans."
"Spartans!" Tonlar raged. "Are you a fool man? There are no Spartans on this planet! Only these scum sucking Lycavorian dogs!"
