The Womb of Terror

The Interrogator was delighted. Botan was on his way, and all he had to do was take control of the now empty ship and fly her right after him. And good riddance Sylvanians. It had been too long.

He made his way up to the bridge and found Captain Zinc, still burning, huddled away behind his chair.

'Ah Captain, I say we have to act now and lay chase to the fugitive, don't you agree?'

It dawned on Zinc that he had no other alternative, the Pincer needed to be reclaimed and she was getting away.

'Captain Zinc, if you cannot fulfill your duty to the hive I will have to strip you of your position.'

Zinc ordered the Ai to engage in pursuit and slumped down even further in on himself. Finally he had some time to cool off.

In the meantime the interrogator busied himself with watching the Womb of Terror reclaim the launched escape pods. Ideally, he thought, he should only take the humanoids back in. They would be following his orders without question. The sylvanians he mostly left where they were. The less he had on board with him the better. Zinc was already one sylvanian too much for his taste but he could still be useful and he begrudgingly acquitted Zinc from his retribution for his enslavement.

He left Zinc to his self pity. The thing had a temper so hot it literally needed cooling, that much was for sure.