Morgon stood patiently at the door, waiting for a response from the metal guard droid outside the place entrance. The droid ignored him and simply stayed at it's post, holding out it's arms in what was clearly a formal stance. Morgon had come bearing an offer of of a strategic alliance for the earlthlets, but had only been insulted with by this display of disdain. He would NOT be treated this way! He struck the guard droid as hard as he could, severely damaging its gyroscopic controls. He turned from the entrance. The palace militia would surely be alerted immediately. He jumped into his skivglider to return and warn his commanders that the earthlets would not be an ally. If a race was not an ally, then they could only be an enemy. The raster canons were already being readied and the new enemy would be eliminated within the hour.
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