Chapter Forty-Four: Fireballs and Death
It was midmorning and the day had broken calm and cool with an overcast sky. Three days had passed since the Sedner sank in her watery grave and since then six ships had joined her. Each night since then had been filled with chaotic death and destruction, it was clear that Dark Binders had chosen to conceal themselves as part of a crew and were out in force after dark wantonly destroying the fleet the Chand had sent to aid in the war. What had been alliance's greatest asset, a massive fleet, had been rendered into a means of striking at them repeatedly and then hiding from any searches conducted to reveal where they were hiding. The fleet was simply too massive. Morgan sat quietly watching for any signs of treachery, she had only four hours of sleep and each of her eyes felt as if sand ha
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