"Co... Captain Naramov, what an unexpected meeting," he shortly bowed, "There is no God to thank, but Fortune. Despite all, she kept us alive."
"The Guild is here. Despite the Guildmistress being incapable of deciding what's more important to the Guild - Taus or Omegas, we are here. If you didn't notice, the local defence forces sent two battle groups here, with Sagarmatha-class battlecruisers in the head of these fleets." Anton was talking calmly, but a careful listener could notice some coldness in his voice. The man did take the question as an offence to military service within the Guild, and by whom? By Colonial officer, one of those who left them behind when the Guild needed their help? Back then, Fomin was not part of the Guild, but a Coalition officer, and still, he understands well what happened.
"My crew is taking rest on the station while the Pathfinder is under repairs. In the last combat, the debris from blown Storta hit us and commenced some damage to the hull. Luckily, nothing important suffered damage, just auxiliary systems. It will take a day or two to repair it all. We are losing, Rasim. There are many of them, and our forces are not enough to stop the offence, but we are just delaying our fate. However, what do you have in mind? The message you sent certainly was not just for a calm talk."
