The failure to completely destroy the Insecticon hold over an insignificant planet was an embarrassment. Commander Azonia expected to be stripped of rank and locked into a stasis unit. She received an even worse punishment than that.
She was to be supported by a male force.
The Zentraedi race was racially divided in a way that nations were divided on un-unified planets. The male (Zentran) were sickened by the very thought of their female (Meltran) counterparts and the reverse was true as well. They refused to work together, serve in the same units, or even fight in the same battles. If the Robotech Masters hadn’t created the Zentraedi through cloning, the giants would have gone extinct in just one generation.
Further insult was stabbed as Breetai’s ships defolded from hyperspace. He was only using a fraction of his fleet.
They established communication right away.
That was all that was said between the two for a long moment.
“Your work wasn’t thorough enough.” Breetai finally spoke again. “I understand that you even lost your best pilot.”
“Miriya Parina, yes.” Azonia confessed.
Breetai went on. “The Robotech Masters have declared The Decepticons our enemies. The news comes from Dolza himself. We knew this was coming sooner or later. The plan was for us to have recovered the lost Protoculture Matrix first, but something obviously has changed.”
“So then we’ll be finishing eradicating the bots on this world?” presumed Azonia.
“No.” Breetai said sharply. “There is a more dangerous target for us to eliminate. The Quintessons.”
“I’ve never heard of them.” Azonia admitted.
“Probably not.” Breetai deduced. “They are a cowardly race. Hiding in the shadows while other’s fight for them.”
“Not too different from the Robotech Masters.” Azonia snidded.
Breetai gave no comment to that. A simple growl in his throat which could have meant anything was the only sound he made. The Meltran was clearly poking, checking to see Breetai’s attitude toward the Zentraedi’s service to the Robotech Masters. His failure to outright chastise her said enough.
But just to be clear the air, Azonia gave a declaration.
“We will destroy the Quintessons and any other enemies that the Robotech Masters proclaim for us.”
“Well said.” Breetai approved. “For the glory of the Zentraedi.”
Azonia noted that he did not say ‘and the Robotech Masters.”
Consider this a long term war not just a single battle.
The Zentraedi are out to destroy the Quintessons and their influence in whatever they control.
The Quintessons don’t know they’re at war yet but they’ll figure it out soon enough.
Is Zentreadi power too much for them or will the Quintessons’ cunning save them from extinction?