The Collectors had quickly retreated back to their ship, the village already completely purged of inhabitants. They were preparing to take off, ready to begin their experimentation...
OOM-6 was glad that he had received a straightforward answer from the new arrivals, its psychological impact lost on the droid. The TGDA fleet over Geonosis (the second largest, in fact) was mobilized and read for combat, the Brawler-class ship Vanquisher acting as an impromptu flagship until the Malevolence arrived...
Grievous' Commando droids eventually recovered from the attack, the combination of their stolen uniforms and tough armored bodies preventing any major damage. Removing the uniforms, they approached Grievous, who was staring down at the ashes of the former Collector. "General, awaiting orders," 343 cut in. The cyborg looked up at the droid, then stated flatly, "Kill the slaves. They're better off dead than left on this station." 343 nodded, ignoring the cries of terror from the bound slaves, which was quickly cut off by a hail of gunfire from the Commandos. Grievous turned his back on the grim spectacle, pulling out a holoprojector. A Tactical Droid appeared over the projector, his hands folded politely in front of him. "Yes, general?" "TV-94, what is the status of the ship?" "We are still docked with the station. Arsskia has not ventured beyond speaking to you upon arrival." "Good. We are on our way back. Prep the ship for launch." "Of course, General." Grievous put the projector away, then turned to the Commandos. "Come, we have research to do..."