We have a reception committee if they get past.” Conrad said through clenched teeth.
“For the moment we are though your sister can’t speak.” Ambrose replied. They are approaching at high speed.
Skylos ran from the command deck, “I’m going to need help we seem to have lost power.
“Cousin? Adina’s eyes suddenly opened then went wide as she saw everyone. It’s just the advantage we need!” Skylos told her. “I didn’t use the full extent of it though. Though heavier armored the Talandian fleet was having a hard time against the oncoming Mandrian fleet. “Looks like we aren’t done yet!
Skylos cursed as he started to adjust his equipment as much as he could.
“I’m afraid the shields are low Sire. Contact in a specton!”
Ambrose was pacing as he watched the battle, he hated being a sitting target like this!
Slamming the airlock shut Skylos ran for the control room.
“Damn it!
Growling Roth took out another two that crossed in front of the ship. Nothing is helping. Finally two spectons later one of the ships exploded. We might only get a few shots from each!” All the Knights scrambled to the cannons as Skylos yelled. Get back online!
“He appears to be exhausted, I…” Twitty started. “Predator to king! We’re drifting toward a planet I don’t recognize.” Twitty nodded
