Dash sat in the shuttle in a daze, barely aware of the rest of those on board leaving. The comm channels were ablaze with questions, contradictory advice and people simply panicking.
Dash could feel the fleet fraying at the edges. That would have been bad enough normally, but now they were only minutes away from a major battle. There was barely enough time to get all the ships clear again even if there had been a clear chain of command in place. Without it the fleet was going to get chewed up in no time at all.
Dash even heard people begging Jess to take over the fleet. The Wanderer remained silent, something which was a plus at least. Dash knew Jess well enough to know that he and the Wanderer could achieve amazing feats but managing such a large and fragile fleet was well beyond t
