Near a small nebula, it's gaseous cloud reaching out like the arms of a terran starfish, blues and reds vibrant against the darkness of space, the fabric of the Delta quadrant shimmered, then shifted. Where there had been nothing but space, now appeared seven Dalek saucers. Unlike the original scout ship that had been sent to cement the alliance with the Borg, these were large, heavily armed, and armored ships. Hovering in space, aboard each of them were one thousand Dalek shock troopers. Unlike the ordinary Dalek, these were taller, their travel machines heavily armored, carrying two external weapons rather than a gunstick and a sucker. Each of these creatures had been bred for loyalty to the Supreme Dalek and their racial goal of conquest.
Travel machines shimmering platinum in color, these particular Daleks were warriors and nothing else. Seeing that Daleks who were multi tasked did not fare well at times in combat, the Supreme Dalek had ordered their construction. Now they were to seek out the Borg and initiate their prime function: Extermination of the enemy.
For the Borg, there would be no quarter.