470 Under Attack

Lord Voron received the call that the second ship has met up with the first ship.

"Good."

"What do you want us to do sir?" The mid age Captain asked.

Voron hated that he had to lose a perfectly good working ship, but it would be worst if that fledgling caused more trouble for them, "Shoot it down. Then take over their mission, understood?"

"Yes, sir."

"Good. Contact me went you are done."

"Yes, sir." Ending the connection, Voron finally drop his worries.

Walking back into his study, he saw Rychell reclining back in his chair, almost asleep.

"Is everything handled?" Rychell asked once he saw his friend walking back into the study.

"En. They met up with the first ship before it reached the clan. It should all be taken care of tonight."

"Great, the quicker we get this done the better." Closing his eyes, Rychell allowed his body to rest.