↓ Transcript
Narrator: Meanwhile, on the command deck...

Drogahri Crewman 1: Captain, one of the mammal ships has boarded us, through the hangar bay!

Drogahri Captain: What!? How many marines are there?

Drogahri Crewman 1: None, m'lord. It's a lancer, not a drop ship. They must have gotten in my sheer luck.

Drogahri Captain: I don't believe in luck. Send a full security team.

Drogahri Crewman 1: Aye, captain!

Drogahri Crewman 2: It looks like a smaller mammal creature. Female, too. I'm surprised the pit crew couldn't handle her. She's not a Fenrisian. We might be dealing with Banner Sentinels. I thought we liberated this sector from their filth?

Drogahri Captain: Tell security to take her alive.

Drogahri Crewman 2: Yessir!

Drogahri Captain: The pit team might be spooked by one little girl with a gun... ...but against a team of trained soldiers, she'll crumble like stale bread.