"Supreme Officer, the target has been completely cleared!"
Aboard the disc-shaped starship, the elongate creature turned towards the officer behind him after clearing the civilized planet, and a cascade of colors began to flicker across the surface of its skin, its organ of communication.
By emitting electromagnetic waves of various frequencies to transmit messages, they were capable of real-time communication even in the vacuum of space.
"Very well, having taken this star system, we needn't worry about the reserves of Element Seven," the officer's body lit up with a red glow, signifying delight.
The officer's form was that of a pointed, isosceles triangle, seeming out of place among the elongate crew members and exuding an indescribable authority.
For a civilization that had complete mastery over physical and genetic alteration, capable of weaving their bodily forms at will, appearance was not significant.
