<!--EZCODE BOLD START--> Prefect Tegara's eyes went wide with sudden momentary horror as the coral skippers began getting fought back, and though the infidels had taken heavy losses, so had the Yuuzhan Vong fighters. His eyes then retracted narrowly, knowing the Yammosk would not let them fail. They had nearly a whole fleet there to repel the infidels with need be...but he'd hoped it was not needed. The Nkllon and Worldship shaping wombs were growing quite tired...and busy. But they only needed to hold off for a few more days so that the new ones could be finished on Taloraan and Jaminere.<!--EZCODE BOLD END-->
<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> It appears the infidels are winning...what do you intend to do about this?<!--EZCODE ITALIC END--><!--EZCODE BOLD START--> the Yammosk accused of the prefect. He in turn shot a cold, hard, glare at his brain-like war coordinator.<!--EZCODE BOLD END-->
"They will not succeed, we have a Worldship and almost an entire fleet of warships,"<!--EZCODE BOLD START--> Tegara snarled at the Yammosk. He had grown to dislike the figure considerably, and wondered why the Praetorite Vong was so interested in producing them. <!--EZCODE BOLD END--> "Watch war-coordinator."
<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> I hope...<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->
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<!--EZCODE BOLD START--> The battle raging outside with the coral skippers was becoming intense and ferocious as the kills began to rack for the Yuuzhan Vong, as well as casualties. So far, the Coral Skippers had begun to learn the way of the enemy tactics and had reformulated their plan. Thanks to the Yammosk War Coordinator, they began flying in perfect triangular unisionary flights.
Lasers would seap toward the living ships, and together the dovin basils would defend each other, retracting to each ship. They flew in groups of three...save two who were a pair, flying in perfect squadrons, roaring plasma on persons and taking them down quickly.
Group Dekshat had flown perfectly, going head on to one of the many groups who had flown four to each. They were TIE Advanced, and already their shields were gone, therefore the continuous blasts of lava-like liquid raining onto the TIEs ended their career quite quickly. <!--EZCODE BOLD END-->
<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> You are wasting your time with the fighters<!--EZCODE ITALIC END--><!--EZCODE BOLD START--> the Yammosk explained angrily.<!--EZCODE BOLD END--><!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Take down the warships, they are looking for the Worldship, stop them.<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->
<!--EZCODE BOLD START--> Coral Skippers immediately, at least a majority of them, left the fighters alone, still focusing their dovin basils on defense purposes, but trying desperately to take down the <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Zealous Mist<!--EZCODE ITALIC END--> specifically.
As they got closer to the Victory Star Destroyer, blasts began pounding the already withering shields with great ferocity. 75% went to 25% in a matter of seconds as the Dovin Basils tore into the shields, and several coral skippers were sent to the gods from the turbo laser and fighter blasts. The Rogue Empire was starting to take the brunt of the battle, and the obviously heavy cruiser from the asteroid field was now vectoring toward the <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Zealous Mist<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->.<!--EZCODE BOLD END-->
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<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> They have another ship incoming<!--EZCODE ITALIC END--><!--EZCODE BOLD START--> the great war-coordinator Yammosk suddenly shot into Prefect Tegara's mind. The Rogue Empire was calling in a massive war ship to assist them, a Super Star Destroyer, one of the <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Allegiance<!--EZCODE ITALIC END--> class apparently. If it could come to...the losses would be devastating and would delay the invasion of Nal Hutta dramatically.<!--EZCODE BOLD END--> <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Send one of the Heavy Cruisers to intercept it, it is inbound from the Kessel system.<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->
<!--EZCODE BOLD START--> The message had been sent and the war coordinator's call was acknowledged by the commanders of the Heavy Cruiser. The dovin basils had been reallocated, and it was launched toward the Kessel system from the far side of the Smuggler's Moon. Hopefully...it would cut them off...and destroy or at least strand the ship for a while.<!--EZCODE BOLD END-->
"Why are they calling in reinforcements?"<!--EZCODE BOLD START--> Tegara's eyes went wide again as he too telepathically felt the waves of the <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Raging Night Hammer<!--EZCODE ITALIC END--> coming heroically toward the Nal Hutta system. Their being here could have a dramatic outcome of the battle...<!--EZCODE BOLD END--> "We musn't let them arrive, we simply musn't.[/b]
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"The Rogue Empire is coming to destroy all we have worked for,"<!--EZCODE BOLD START--> Talyk Shrar explained to Secabba the Hutt as the radar blipped the several craft gathering and combating each other over the Nar Shadda space. Nar Shadda was now a total war zone, and if the Mon Cal Republic became alerted of this...they could not become alerted.<!--EZCODE BOLD END-->
"What do you propose I do about this?"<!--EZCODE BOLD START--> Secabba scoffed impatiently.
The Vong turned him a cold, hard, stare.<!--EZCODE BOLD END--> "I propose you send your warships up to intercept,"<!--EZCODE BOLD START--> Talyk Shrar demanded equally if not more impatiently.<!--EZCODE BOLD END-->
"We do not have much, just an Imperial Star Destroyer and two Frigates."
"That is more than enough,"<!--EZCODE BOLD START--> Talyk Shrar declared eagerly, knowing that that was definitely enough to destroy the infidel fleet with the combined power of the Praetorite Vong.<!--EZCODE BOLD END-->
"Very well...we will send them up."
<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> It appears the infidels are winning...what do you intend to do about this?<!--EZCODE ITALIC END--><!--EZCODE BOLD START--> the Yammosk accused of the prefect. He in turn shot a cold, hard, glare at his brain-like war coordinator.<!--EZCODE BOLD END-->
"They will not succeed, we have a Worldship and almost an entire fleet of warships,"<!--EZCODE BOLD START--> Tegara snarled at the Yammosk. He had grown to dislike the figure considerably, and wondered why the Praetorite Vong was so interested in producing them. <!--EZCODE BOLD END--> "Watch war-coordinator."
<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> I hope...<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->
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<!--EZCODE BOLD START--> The battle raging outside with the coral skippers was becoming intense and ferocious as the kills began to rack for the Yuuzhan Vong, as well as casualties. So far, the Coral Skippers had begun to learn the way of the enemy tactics and had reformulated their plan. Thanks to the Yammosk War Coordinator, they began flying in perfect triangular unisionary flights.
Lasers would seap toward the living ships, and together the dovin basils would defend each other, retracting to each ship. They flew in groups of three...save two who were a pair, flying in perfect squadrons, roaring plasma on persons and taking them down quickly.
Group Dekshat had flown perfectly, going head on to one of the many groups who had flown four to each. They were TIE Advanced, and already their shields were gone, therefore the continuous blasts of lava-like liquid raining onto the TIEs ended their career quite quickly. <!--EZCODE BOLD END-->
<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> You are wasting your time with the fighters<!--EZCODE ITALIC END--><!--EZCODE BOLD START--> the Yammosk explained angrily.<!--EZCODE BOLD END--><!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Take down the warships, they are looking for the Worldship, stop them.<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->
<!--EZCODE BOLD START--> Coral Skippers immediately, at least a majority of them, left the fighters alone, still focusing their dovin basils on defense purposes, but trying desperately to take down the <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Zealous Mist<!--EZCODE ITALIC END--> specifically.
As they got closer to the Victory Star Destroyer, blasts began pounding the already withering shields with great ferocity. 75% went to 25% in a matter of seconds as the Dovin Basils tore into the shields, and several coral skippers were sent to the gods from the turbo laser and fighter blasts. The Rogue Empire was starting to take the brunt of the battle, and the obviously heavy cruiser from the asteroid field was now vectoring toward the <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Zealous Mist<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->.<!--EZCODE BOLD END-->
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<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> They have another ship incoming<!--EZCODE ITALIC END--><!--EZCODE BOLD START--> the great war-coordinator Yammosk suddenly shot into Prefect Tegara's mind. The Rogue Empire was calling in a massive war ship to assist them, a Super Star Destroyer, one of the <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Allegiance<!--EZCODE ITALIC END--> class apparently. If it could come to...the losses would be devastating and would delay the invasion of Nal Hutta dramatically.<!--EZCODE BOLD END--> <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Send one of the Heavy Cruisers to intercept it, it is inbound from the Kessel system.<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->
<!--EZCODE BOLD START--> The message had been sent and the war coordinator's call was acknowledged by the commanders of the Heavy Cruiser. The dovin basils had been reallocated, and it was launched toward the Kessel system from the far side of the Smuggler's Moon. Hopefully...it would cut them off...and destroy or at least strand the ship for a while.<!--EZCODE BOLD END-->
"Why are they calling in reinforcements?"<!--EZCODE BOLD START--> Tegara's eyes went wide again as he too telepathically felt the waves of the <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Raging Night Hammer<!--EZCODE ITALIC END--> coming heroically toward the Nal Hutta system. Their being here could have a dramatic outcome of the battle...<!--EZCODE BOLD END--> "We musn't let them arrive, we simply musn't.[/b]
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"The Rogue Empire is coming to destroy all we have worked for,"<!--EZCODE BOLD START--> Talyk Shrar explained to Secabba the Hutt as the radar blipped the several craft gathering and combating each other over the Nar Shadda space. Nar Shadda was now a total war zone, and if the Mon Cal Republic became alerted of this...they could not become alerted.<!--EZCODE BOLD END-->
"What do you propose I do about this?"<!--EZCODE BOLD START--> Secabba scoffed impatiently.
The Vong turned him a cold, hard, stare.<!--EZCODE BOLD END--> "I propose you send your warships up to intercept,"<!--EZCODE BOLD START--> Talyk Shrar demanded equally if not more impatiently.<!--EZCODE BOLD END-->
"We do not have much, just an Imperial Star Destroyer and two Frigates."
"That is more than enough,"<!--EZCODE BOLD START--> Talyk Shrar declared eagerly, knowing that that was definitely enough to destroy the infidel fleet with the combined power of the Praetorite Vong.<!--EZCODE BOLD END-->
"Very well...we will send them up."