GONE SENILE

You can't kill who does not exist. Alec is everywhere but nowhere. Pinpointing his position with his spy unit was next to nothing. He was busy assassinating the bright and future syndicates.

Abilene took it upon herself to deal with the root cause—Syndicate. Her banshee unit kept exploding planets that belonged to Syndicate members, but planets habiting the Federation citizens were left untouched.

Each planet destroyed was a big pain to the rushing Syndicate. He wished the enemy was an aggrieved enemy who stupidly sailed and destroyed his precious planet. He vowed to deal with the stupid troubleseeker.

...

Syndicate mothership bridge,

"How long for the next jump?" He calmly asked his vice admiral while swallowing up his anger.

No!

He should have a series of thoughts on the best torture methods to give to this cancerous human.

"The mycelium will complete charge within 150 seconds." The vice admiral replied after getting his data.