"The Trees of Malthachia" What’s a despondent Malthachian space marine to do after his homeworld has been razed by the Croodorian Armada? Why, slay vampires with a bunch of untethered misfits, of course! If only the jungle planet they opted to deposit their fangs on didn’t harbor the ferocious trinomorous. C’mon, universe! Can’t a space-ape catch a break?!