[center][h2] HJ Twilight [/h2][/center]

"We need to get out of here fast!" I start trying to pack the last of our supplies as quickly as possible.


[center][h2] Millu'ci'vanda [/h2][/center]

I look up in alarm. "If we try to fly into that, we're dead... but if we stay here, it could get worse and start laying low buildings!"


[center][h2] Lydi Viszla [/h2][/center]

As Mand'alor ordered, I commanded my ship to pull away and search for the cause of the storm. As we break through the intense clouds surrounding the orbiting fleet, we finally make it to clear space, and immediately see the source of the storm. It is a large, ancient looking space station. It's lower half rotates, and a steady stream of cloudy energy streams out, contributing to the storm. "How did this thing sneak up on us!?"