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It turned out to be something far worse. Vegg focused on the incoming
shape, and as the image appeared in the macros' display, all the blood drained
out of his face.

The Coalition had been running the entire takeover from a capital ship
purchased at high cost from the shipyards of the Separatists' main industrial
element, the Trade Federation. The huge, ring-shaped battleship was their
command center and the focus of their operation. It was the biggest thing in
the system, and with the Republic gone, its superiority over the spacelanes
was uncontested.

It was also guttering fire, exploding across most of its rent hull, and
plummeting through the atmosphere directly toward Tolea Biqua. Through his
viewers, Vegg could make out escape pods jettisoning all over the craft, most
of them getting torn apart by the violent lightning of Genarius's perpetual

Flaming metal death was falling like rain onto Tolea Biqua, and there was
nowhere to run. Vegg dropped his macrobinoculars and turned away from the
window. The communicator kicked on as he stared off into the void.

"Blade Three to Blade One, you see what I see?"

He didn't want to, but he made himself move. With only seconds left, at
least he wouldn't die in silence. "Affirmative, Blade Three."

"I guess we're all about to buy the farm, huh?"

Vegg sighed. "I knew that line would come back to haunt me."

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