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The Reptilian would look back at the Novus, gritting his teeth slightly but otherwise unsure of what to do or say about it... However, Roger would remain unaware of the noise, and happily continue the conversation.
Doctor Roger: "Well, yeah. Truth be told, if it weren't for Domini Naturae, the Samson units wouldn't exists... Ah, They also provided us with some Blueprints on ship design a couple of years later with an attempted attack, around a decade ahead of our current capabilities at the time; Ironically, even though they hate us, if it weren't for Domini Naturae we would've gone extinct from the Earth's destruction... Irony sure finds a way, huh?"
"Anyway, to be honest, we're still not certain on how their Biology works, save for how they "Speak"; they release coded pheromones, and use a biological device onboard their vessels to translate them into words we can understand. Their society has likely existed for thousands of years longer than humanity, but for reasons we don't understand they were almost purged completely by their creators during our Medieval ages, when we were still making castles and using swords and armour to win wars."
"These ancestors, who we call the Red Sphere Collective, had access to technologies we still struggle to understand... We've only recently come to making a primitive version of their solar mass conversion, in the form of Station Omegalight's forge; now that I think about it, a colleague told me Swifttail visited the station before this was completed... I know now's a bad time to ask, but how did she even die? Last we saw her, the Commander was in great health, save for all the stuff we threw her into..."
Whilst continuing to analyze the travel Brochure, the Reptilian would begin using some papers to write down notes and detail some of B.L.A.D.E.'s planets in visual form; the way it was drawn could best be described as almost art, created with utmost precision to detail... Something impossible for the average human.