Chapter 13-3

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Sarran Calendar: 9435.B116 9:00 trine Earth Calendar: July 26th, 9:00 A.M. The Bridge was tranquil, too quiet. The familiar hum of muted voices and electronics did nothing to calm the unease in the pit of Jonal’s belly. Some of it was the imminent tribunal. He expected and accepted that, but there was something else. Jonal had a prenatural sense of danger, a type of military clairvoyance that had ameliorated more than one battle during the Zyptz war from defeat to salvageable and more often, from salvageable to outright victorious. One lesson drilled into both his and Tonal's heads during their risings as cadets was that battles were won before they were fought. Everything was timing and preparation. Both he and Tonas were aware that security for this outing had been compromised before t

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