Xanatov’s eyes gleamed with excitement at the thought of the salvage—particularly from the xenos ships!<br/><br/>He tapped out a log entry into a data slate, and talked softly with various experts on how to begin the salvage operations.  The scattered life signs made him increasingly nervous, though—like the unknown warp entity wasn’t bad enough!<br/><br/>Upon receiving the report of incoming, Xanatov turned from where he’d been talking to Claudette, cloak flaring, and strode back to his throne.  He hit a stud, “All hands, battle stations.”<br/><br/>Getting the general direction of the unknown ships approach, he glanced through the window to locate the largest likely hulk.  “Katarina, bring us into position to use that wreck for cover.  Axis, light up the Sunsears.   Concentrate your fire.  Katarina, when a ship gets within range of the Ryzas, move us behind that wreckage to limit incoming fire.  We’ll hammer them apart one at a time.  Oh, and get those shields up!”<br/><br/>He grinned and settled into the captain’s throne, using the arcanotech communications array to keep things coordinated.  “You all know what to do.  The Sarangeral will show it’s worth today!”<br/>