The Lorcar deployed to this world two of their Hornets, and two of their Wasps. They didn't know of the event that left mages without power, and honestly they didn't care. Right this moment, they hungered. And when the Locusts hungered...They hunted.
But there was more than simple hunger at stake. The Brood King had a plan, a plan that required a new planet, not necessarily controlled but at least occupied for a time longer than the usual Hunting and Harvesting took. And this one...Well, it'd make a good enough target.
The small fleet advanced upon the planet, but yet strangely...They did not begin with their usual Psychic Scream to disorient their target's population. This time, they got nearby and psychically checked the surrounding space for any defending fleets or ships. While they did this, they let loose the Swarm:Yellow Jackets, Bumblebees, Worker Bees, and normal Bees flew from the larger Bioship's 'hangers', buzzing this way and that. It had been much too long since the last successful raid; the Lorcar had been forced to resort to strip-mining barren worlds to maintain their fleet and replenish lost biomass(through conversion of resources, of course). Such tactics provided little chance to grow, only bide. And unless they could take frwsh Biomass, not create it from a barren world, they'd never Harvest new DNA to repurpose. Thus, the new tactics they used, and the Brood King's newest scheme for them to implement. And the Swarm was all too eager for a good Hunt. They were anxious with anticipation...But first, they must know if there is a sizeable resistance.