For a brief moment, the only response the soldier gave was the steady clang of his boots on the loose grate metal catwalk.<br/><br/>"We knew," he said, just as the silence was beginning to draw long.  "Not soon enough to do anything more than...  Well..." His voice trailed off, then picked up again, as if someone had turned his volume all the way down and then back up.<br/><br/>"As for the hostile, the designation is classified, but we call them Augurs."