"Greeting Zyxo and Elder Kray." Said a tall skinny neon green figure that stood about 3 meters.
"Hello Syther." Said Master Zyxo.
"I believe you here to monitor the development of your future batches?" Said Syther.
"Yes."
In a menacing tone Syther responded, "Come with me."
They all walked down a hall of glass that showed the stages of development. Finally they walk into a balcony that showed the army training. "Tell us more about the Troops." Said Kray in a firm tone.
"Yes, aren't they perfect." Said Syther.
"Well nothings perfect." Said Zyxo with enthusiasm.
Syther ignored him and carried on with his speech. "If you haven't noticed by now. We have three variety of clones, because if we had all the same type them they would be fairly weak towards bio-based attacks. It takes 16 c-years to grow them, or 8 human years. After that they reach 8 years they grow more slowly; about 1.5 regular years. This ensures that they are in peak physical condition longer."
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"Can you get to the point." Said Elder Kray in an impatient tone. Syther stares at him. His eyes were as lifeless as the dark sky. His pupils looked like they were ghosts. Zyxo interrupted Syther's stare, "Sorry about Elder Kray, he's over 120 years old. He's a great teacher but a poor listener."
"It's quite alright," said Syther in monotone, "I do tend to go on long tangents about our most recent success... Anyways, as I was saying. Each type is different. They were made out of three of the best warriors in the galaxy." Syther pause for a minute, staring off in the distance before continuing on. "Of course you met one of them... Jero Jettz. The Jero Jettz's clones make a majority of the batches. Jettz's has good limb dexterity. XX's are efficient at being commander and leading. Lightshock's excel in brute strength." There was silence for a few minutes.
"What about the fourth one?" Asked Zyxo.
Syther was silent for a minute before he answered. "Fourth?"
"Yeah, I remember seeing a few that didn't match any that ."
"Yes... the fourth one.... Well we don't actually know much about it. Samples were given to us by Jia, after a trip to a deadzone. These clones are very intriguing. Around the age of 12 they excel from combat to thinking. They mature much slower than the others. We call the templet Salvaged. It was discontinued a few centuries ago due to... complications."
"What kind?" Grunted Elder Kray.
"That information was redacted. You'll have to ask a former project worker."
"But they're all dead." Responded Zyxo.
"That's your problem." Syther said as he walked away, leaving Elder Kray and Zyxo free to do what they please.