Foundation

[Eppy]

Bonello watched the wormhole expand and swallow the view. The blue lines lasted approximately three seconds, and then the field of view expanded into the Dark Matter Southern Arm of the Sigma-60 cloud.

And they stared straight down the nose of a Nomad Gunboat.

"Shields up!' Bonello screamed, standing up. "FIRE ALL GUNS!"

The gunboat, without any fuss, disappeared into a cloud of flourescent violet gas.

"..." Bonello stared for a moment, expecting it to be nothing but a farce. "What the hell just happened?"

"It was wounded, sir." The bridge bunny at Sensors tapped his console. "It never stood a chance. Scans show nothing else in the area, but you know what these clouds do to sensors..."'

"Right." His silvery hair glistened as he dropped into his seat, brushing the tiniest bead of sweat from above his eyes. "Get a message back to Isengard, we've got an infestation on our hands. Take us down/port thirty degrees. We'll have to wait for reinforcements."

"Aye."

He turned his thoughts inward, pulling a pinch of Cardi from within his jacket. What might the foul scum have in store for us now...

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Quick comment - we thought that Panzer was the Leader, Swift. -Agmen

Which Dreadnought was that?

One of your nine.