“Let’s do this.”

“Now you remember our agreement right?” Nigel wanted to make absolutely certain that this Promethean commando, who’s name was Thrak, would “accidentally” go back on his word. “Yes human, do not ask me again.” The commando’s floating bits fluttered with irritation. “We will purge the parasite from your anti-air weaponry, then you will leave.” Nigel finally seemed satisfied. “Ok let’s do this.”