Meanwhile, back aboard the Eclipse…
The wait was finally over.
Grand Admiral Ezra was ready to do something he wasn't in favour of just ten minutes earlier. Oh well. It wasn't as if he controlled how events unfolded. Who could have predicted that Grand Admiral Kael would run into such a massive military buildup—one that was still growing by the minute?
The pressure on Kael was mounting, though he handled it with ease—as was expected given the sheer strength of their weapons. Still, the weight of the situation was undeniable.
Ezra couldn't help but imagine the expression Kael would make when facing such a vast fleet. He would surely grumble, "Damnit, why am I so unlucky? First, I lost that high-stakes mission gamble, and now I'm at a loss compared to the other seven again. Damnit, Lady Luck, do you have no care for me?"
