There were multiple questions that were running through Shiro's head at the time. How were there still Dalki? Their life was meant to be short, around the fifty year mark. There were those that in the end had worked alongside the humans, but they had eventually perished and were unable to reproduce.
It was a large threat that everyone knew about, but only few had actually lived through. Yet somehow, they were now here again, and they were in front of them. On top of that, they were working side by side with a human.
A human that was thought dead, but even if he had managed to survive he shouldn't have been able to live for so long. It was all confusing, but they didn't have time to worry about that.
'We need to support the others, Shiro!' Vorden shouted in his head. 'They have no experience fighting the Dalki and they are tough to beat.'