In spite of his sleek white armour the Clone Commander had an almost otherworldly presence. Officers and personnel stood awkwardly around him as his men scanned the scene for evidence. The captain of the bridge was relaying a list of the species' names of the padawans on board.
"Take them alive for execution aboard this vessel or let them bleed out." The captain ordered with as strong a voice as he could muster. "Is that clear?"
All the Clones in the Commander's division turned slowly to look at him. The captain gulped.