Fleet Commander Vorik stood at the large window in the council room, looking down at the glowing blue planet. Grief seeped from every pore. Council Leader Tosh's order to clean out the tunnels with the chemical incinerator killed everything down there. He could think of no way that they could have fought against it.
The door to the council room slid open smoothly, and Council Leader Tosh entered, surrounded by his men. He had a wide grin on his face, malicious glee in his eyes. He was pleased with the outcome of the tunnels' cleanout. "It appears the tunnels are cleaned out. All we have to do now is search the rest of the planet for human survivors and kill them before our people form any more of an attachment to them than they already are."
