His hologram towered over them and, as always, Zurian had to fight the urge to shuffle his feet like a new recruit.
"We had a battle," Zacar said.
The leader's look sharpened. Like all Zyrgin warriors, he couldn't resist a good battle or tales of a good battle. He'd been known to join in the worst battles, suddenly appearing and turning the tide.
"It did not afford us any honor," Zacar said. "These humans are weak."
The leader stood with his arms across his chest. "Yet, you took breeders from among them, from these people incapable of a good battle."
Zacar stiffened and Zurian balled his fists behind his back.
"My breeder is a woman of strong spirit, as is the breeder of Zurian."
"I know of the malfunction of the machinery and the operation on Zurian's breeder," their leader said very quietly.
Zurian gnashed his teeth together and stayed still, keeping his eyes on the image of their leader. They had long suspected that he had devices hidden among their equipment.