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[2plus2makes5]

A roar of rage loud enough to be heard by the Scorekeeper Herself rang through the ship. Did Crado know anything at all about Trandoshans? How dangerous it was to keep them out of a fight? Draknik whirled, looking like he was about to rip a hole in the bulkhead, regardless of whether or not it would cause an atmospheric decompression. He needed to kill something. He stormed through the halls as minor impacts caused the ship to rumble. Draknik wasn't good with engineering and because he couldn't fight, there wasn't much for him to do. He entered his quarters and activated his battered sparring droid. Draknik drew his Ryyk blades. He could've sworn the droid shuddered as he did so.

[FoxBlood]

Kit didn't understand the would be enemy, but had a inkling feeling on what it mighr be and decided to radio in. "Crado! Hold on. There's only a single pilot out. Maybe there's more to this. A single fighter interceptor or bomber it's at a major disadvantage. Besides the enemy flagship's shields are close to giving in already and the fight lasted a tad short to my knowledge. Maybe it's ready to talk or bargain now."