Inside the biggest pirate spaceship that was in the middle of the fleet formation, three individuals were sitting in the cockpit while eying the tiny yellow dot in the far distance.
"Captain Roger, we will reach the planet in under 30 minutes if we kept the same pace." A humanoid lizard with a black collar informed.
He was sitting before the cockpit's dashboard, clearly implying his job as the spaceship's operator.
"Should we increase our speed?" A dignified woman with a muscular body and a lean jaw bone suggested while looking behind her.
She was staring at their bearded captain, who had spider tattoos all over his face and neck, making him horrifying to look at. God knows if he had inked his entire body as well.
"No, we don't know if that weasel had already sold or shared the map to other parties before we took it from him." The captain spoke with an imperative voice.