The sensor frigate beeped a report back to the god of choice, and he nodded. "Good news, you are neither a beyonder host, nor a new breed of infestor, so I don't have to shoot you in the head and then burn the corpse after dissecting it."<br/><br/>He then tapped the holo-table, before flicking the latest sensor report to it, showing the troops already in the town, the villagers not moving, and the transport on the nearby hill with Draiss and the fragment in it. "Alright, Chuckles, you got a title or nickname? Just so there is no confusion on who the troops are addressing."<br/><br/>He paused, before laughing softly. "Nevermind, the troops already named you Chuckles, so lets go and watch. Good news, we found the infestor. Its in the well, dead from the microbes living in the water. Bad news, the egg sack is still alive, so the larva are going to rampage until they hit maturity, which means each one will act independently. So no nice swarm to follow and burn."