"My name is Captain Frederick Gregor of the Sith Empire. As of my arrival in this system, you are under Imperial rule. Surrender your ships and weapons or be e-" The captain stuttered and coughed. "Or-" He fell into a coughing fit and fell to the ground. A few seconds passed and the captain gasped. As he stood, a different voice spoke, this one deeper and smoother, yet it was intimidating. "Gregor is correct, Captain Miller. You are under Imperial rule. However, we will not require you to surrender your arms... yet." "L-lord Dolor... I did not know of your presence in the syste-" "Silence, Captain, or I will do it for you." "Yes, my Lord." The man who was referred to as "Dolor" seemed to have an extremely high rank, but before the Militia captain could ask any questions, the transmission was cut.