CHAPTER 492877, Tretan Shuttle
The view ahead looked like an image from one of the history texts. There was the Australia, looking as if someone had taken a tall skyscraper complex and thrown it out into orbit around the cloudy moon. Behind both, the massive gas giant primary provided a bright backdrop. The damage to the Australia was visible even at this distance. It was battered, worn from repeated battles with the Nosferans on the moon.
Cyeechie’s surface was hidden beneath the clouds. Whatever damage was done there, Muriel couldn’t see it. The Australia crew had waged a war against the colony, using forces brought on the basis of Blackstone’s secret orders. They’d come ready to fight and had found the fight waiting for them.
Thanks to the mote that Pilot had shot to the Australia, t
