More Strength.
In a large hall of red carpets and flowing black drapes three hooded and cloaked individuals stood facing each other around a small table, one with red eyes, another with blue eyes and the third's eyes were hidden completely under the veil of her hood. "How strong are they exactly, why was my attention brought to this, we have had several Godslayer incidents surging all over the collective in recent times, what makes this one any different, and why is it this sector again?" She asked, and the red-eyed individual cleared his throat.
"The ship itself was destroyed."
"A lesser realm has a weapon capable of harming one of our fleet's newest models?" She asked raising her head until her lips were visible; plump and soft lips accented by a rosy red highlight. "Did anyone from the vessel survive?"