The commander inspected his troops. Row upon endless row they stretched into the distance, strapped firmly in their acceleration beds. Warm viscous fluid surrounded their faceted crystalline armor, proof against the terrible gravitational forces or damage from launch debris.
They had already conquered this world, now they would go out into the greater galaxy, bringing world after world under their dominion.
With a gesture he ordered the invasion to commence.
After a forceful sneeze, Robert wiped away the phlegm remaining on his lips and regarded the yellow mucous that seemed to be glaring back with a look of sinister malevolence.
