"Thot Neeron! We have multiple ships decloaking in sector 4!"

"Signal the Flagship! Tell me they aren't Romu'sagan."

"Apologies, sir. Reading 15 D'deridex-class warbirds."

"Formation?"

"Very unusual, sir. Nothing we've seen the Romu'sagan use before. They're coming about in triads."

"Prepare a full weapons' spread."

"Enemy vessels entering weapons range."

"Fire!"

The Breen sentry ship turned to face its oncoming attackers. It quickly fired its weapons, scoring direct hits on two warbirds. The warbirds responded with their own salvo, crippling the Breen ship. The warbirds continued on to face the 22 remaining Breen ships. The battle lasted only moments--the Breen vessels were no match for the Romulans' superior firepower. As a final act of destruction, the warbirds turned their weaponry on the Breen shipyards. Within mere minutes of the Romulans' appearance, they disappeared just as quickly.

Thot Neeron X'Ro'Us staggered to his feet. With a dazed look he surveyed the Bridge--he was still alive! Neeron's mind raced with thought, pondering his situation. First and foremost in his mind was the first lesson of the Imperial Academy: "The Romu'sagan leave no survivors."