Roughly 5 years have passed since RezonX first flew to an alien world, at least strictly for business purposes. He looked the terrain over from the sky, a mix of arid desert and dense jungle, which it seems had been farmed out that way. As he descended closer, he could see crops being grown in the desert-like portions. He could also see signs of movement in the jungle areas... "Malatez's scouts...AGAIN...", RezonX growled. "What the heck are they doing here too? It seems these days if it ain't HIS guys starting these skirmishes from world to world it's..." His thought was interrupted by an incoming transmission. "State your affiliation and rank.", a voice said on the comlink. No face was shown on the screen, just Malatez's symbol. "Galaxy Arbitration, X agent.", RezonX replied. He had played this game a thousand times already, to the point where he already had his ship's shields up, weapons out, and about 10 escape routes off this rock.