Draiss frowned at the report, before face palming. "Fine, lets go check this out. Any idea if they are mimic or parasite larva types? Mimics replace the brain, absorbing memories and such, allowing for better infiltration, while parasites simply use the host to grow, allowing for faster ground troop deployment."<br/><br/>Draiss stepped into the gargantuan command transport, taking a spot beside the holo-table. He sighed, before checking to see what he had in the area. Sensor frigate expected in about ten minutes, while the nearest orbital transport was thirty minutes out, assuming anything it carried got through the shield. Which meant it was him, Reaper, and ten constructs that were classed as walking wounded. Oh, and the soul fragment. Assuming the 'infestor' it had 'detected' was actually real.<br/><br/>The god of choice, nodded, another normal day in the office for him, and directed the transport to the target area.