"To the lifeboats," I gasped.
"Just what I was thinking," the familiar face said, with that charismatic smile.
Above we could hear the screams of our crew and the steel-tipped boots of the Trills as they came closer.
I cranked one of the lifeboat hatches open and its life support automatically activated.
"In there sir, quickly!"
He didn´t argue. He also knew what would happen to him if the Trills got their hands on an Admiral, let alone the most successful one of them all!
And I didn´t even have a chance to ask for his autograph!
Opposite to where we had entered the hold, the bulkhead door flew open.
Turning, I was confronted by a Trill officer, who seeing that we were unarmed, casually holstered his pistol and drew his ceremonial Kill-Blades, two swords of micro-cleaver sharpness,
