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seconds to launch…”
    “Strap in,” Drax growls.
    “Eight…”
    I fidget with the straps, my fingers trembling. “What’s happening?”
    “Six…”
    “Vukota’s initiating self-destruction,” Drax answers coldly, his voice devoid of any emotion. His face is unmoving, like granite. His stare seems to cut right through me.
    “Four…”
    Self-destruction?! He’s blowing up the entire Eternity ? How…?
    “What about the others?” I ask.
    “Two… ”
    Drax’s eyes find mine, but his eyes are like ice.
    “There are no others.”
    “Ignition.”

8
    Drax
    W e’re launched from the Eternity with an enormous force. The skylight above my bed has opened, sucking all my personal belongings into the emptiness of space, creating our exit. I glance out a small porthole at the side of the shuttle, casting one last look on the greatness of the Eternity .
    “Goodbye,” I say under my breath.
    A second later the entire sky is lit up by a brilliant, dazzling flash, as the mammoth-sized engines overload and explode.
    Killing everyone aboard instantly.
    I rest my head in my hands, my conversation with Vukota playing itself in my mind, over and over again.
    “We can’t hold them, you have to evacuate!”
    “I’m not leaving you behind!”
    “Drax! Listen to me! We lost! Make the call!”
    “I…” For the first time in my command, I’d hesitated. I knew Vukota was right. I knew I had to make the call. Sacrifice my entire crew, and the ship, to keep it from our enemies. I’ve always known that was a possibility… but making that call was the hardest decision of my life.
    “…do it, Vukota.”
    “You got it.”
    I rushed for the escape pod in my private quarters, Sern by my side, close-quarter combat taking place on every level of my ship. The Prymetas’ fighters had already destroyed all the regular escape pods, save my secret one, trapping my crew onboard. One of the beasts got to Sern, attacking him from behind. His neck was snapped before I’d even turned around.
    General Drax. The first Zoran general to lose a capital ship. And I didn’t even have the decency to go down with my ship.
    I look up to see the human female stare at me, her eyes wide, her hand in front of her mouth.
    “I’m so sorry,” she says. “All those people…”
    “It had to be done,” I answer.
    I hope that’s true.
    “Are we safe?”
    I nod. “This escape pod is equipped with stealth technology. As far as their readings are concerned, we’re just another piece of debris being flung from the explosion. We’re safe.”
    “What…what happened?” she asks.
    I wish I knew .
    I get up and climb down the hatch. This shuttle has four different levels – it could house a squad, if needed. Now, it’s just me and the human. I pour myself a cuhla and knock it back. And another. And another.
    The human follows me down, and I hand her a glass.
    “Drink.”
    She sniffs it, and makes a face like a Ygg just urinated in the glass.
    “To our fallen comrades.”
    We clink our glasses together, and she hesitantly takes a small sip – only to spit it out a moment after. I crack a smile, to my own surprise.
    “Good, huh?”
    She wipes her mouth, sputtering. “Ugh! That’s the foulest thing I’ve ever tasted!”
    “Then you’ve tasted nothing yet,” I answer, taking another swig of the spicy, jet-black drink before smashing it against the table.
    “So, Isabella Parker. Care to explain why you were on a vessel filled with Flaming Fang members?” I say.
    “What?” she says. “Are you accusing me ?”
    “I’m not accusing you, I’m just stating the facts. I just lost my ship to Prymetas, who were on the Mongoose . As were you. What were you doing on board?”
    She avoids my inquisitive gaze, her fingers fidgeting with the sleeves of her vest. Her mark . She’s excellent at hiding it, but I remember what I saw. A triangle burned into her wrist, glowing brightly.
    “I’m just heading to Vortex Station,” she says, her voice