Dumb (Just out if interest, do you want to keep me from pulling a Gustav and absorping half of the planet's biomass for power, or is that goo somehow deadly for the virus? 'Cause those spores don't need to 'activate'. They're active all the time, but not mutating anything unless ordered so.)
Being surprised by the outcome of this test, Gabriel waits a moment before vaporising the sample using his sword and getting a new one to fill in a glass vial. Hovering the closed vial above his head, he contacts the waiting shuttle.
Gabriel: "I bet Michael would be interested in this, so contact him to collect it for research. And while you're at it, have him borrow us a generation 4 nanobot core."
Pilot: "Understood. I'll do it in just a moment, but let me warn you first. By now, there's a second fleet of unknown allegiance in orbit, the macross guys are way too quiet, the VWP just retreated and I've seen a weird 100 meter transport spit out like 3 squadrons of fighters by now. Whatever happened here, I don't like it. I'll be getting some distance now to contact HQ and hide from the warfleet and those technomancers afterwards, please keep contact to a minimum until you need a pickup."
Gabriel: "Sure, don't wanna loose our ticket back home. Good luck with further invesitgations and deploy a remote to contact me if anything important happens."
Despite being worried by the news, Gabriel remembers the piece of wreckage behind him, using his telekinesis to blast the slime away and lead his soldiers into the construct, the glass vial remaining in place until suddenly getting switched out for a perfect sphere of void.
