The battle's odds were against us, but we beat down all obstacles in the road to victory over RM. Every brother that bravely fought for his people made a great difference in such a horrifying brawl. Every single sacrifice of our noble blood won the fight against our enemies. I'm glad to announce that the Wraith fighter was forced to retreat after another fellow survivor and myself brought his hull down to scrap. I thank the TBH for that enormous round of drinks they left for us at the bar. I hope our courage today will always remain the the memories of our allies, enemies and later, our descendants.
Long live the Corsairs!!
"It is a cold universe until you know God as your Father, and then it becomes a home. Even the next life simply becomes the Father's house, home."
—David Pawson
