Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-26657521-20150719214746/@comment-25908355-20150723130948

After a tense space-battle, Sard's plan worked. The entire defending fleet surrendered to the Rebel Ships, and now the path to Fiersom is clear, with only the Elite Fiersom Guard in the way.

Sard: Iolite, reporterd cassualties?

Iolite: 3 ships of ours were destroyed, 2 dissabled and a few aren't responding, but that may be just a communication error. Overall, we have approx. 230 fighters left, 21 operational cruisers and 2 capital ships.

Sard: Good. Tell the forces we'll stop and rest for a few hours, then we're going off to Fiersom.

...Meanwhile, Bixbite gets a transmission. She may be a friend, but she's still an agent, and now that the assasin is no longer a threat, she has to go.

Bixbite: Hey, tell the rest that I have to go, okay?

She says, before boarding her ship and leaving.