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

“By buy us time, I hope you don’t mean you’re doing the whole ‘self sacrifice’ thing! We’re all getting out of here together!” Huntress bellows from her place in my ship, clearly sensing the danger outside.


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

I speak into the comm on my chair. “Mand’alor! It’s some type of weapon. A massive space station! Just like the one Mand’alor the Preserver wrote about!” Our ship continues to pull away, but rogue lightning blasts still fork out and threaten to blow through our shields.