I think it’s about time we thinned this fleet.”
“Compliance Master Wren,” Trigon said as there were ten ignitions. Sex it would take,” Thomas started. “Now at five seconds, approaching ten. “I am reading a massive heat spike in the tunnel drive engines.” Wren said. “I have heard of this one though I also know they do not exist. Entering the training area, she sat to meditate. “I will advise you immediately, Master Wren. She was glad she had the memory retention engrams added. Unfortunately, the mention of her brother’s name, still had her anger seething inside. She concentrated but a moment then. I was able to regain, though I had to train far harder than I ever have.” Wren whispered trying her best to keep her rage within. “Return fire!” Thomas shouted. “Yes,” Trigon said, “fuel mixture too rich, compensating. I had killed most of the planet before I released two, shatter bombs. Wren’s hands tightened on the railing she had a hold of. Soon you’ll be dead, so we’re not worried.” The alien leader said. She was missing something, though for the life of her she couldn’t think of what.
