The Death’s Reaper led the other ships towards the docking bay. Gabriel stared out the viewport in the bridge, waiting for the docking bay to open. Every second caused Gabriel to grip the pommel of his sword harder.
Magnus felt the anger in his ally.
“Patience, Captain Soloman,” he warned.
“Easy for you to say. You're in control of your ship,” Gabriel retorted.
“If we have to, we can always dock and cut our way through the hull,” A’zyren informed him. “I doubt that your wife and whatever she has prepared could withstand your troops on board, and, of course, I am sure Captain Void will offer assistance.”
Magnus glared at his first officer. Matthew was the key to everything, and he wasn’t going to allow anything to jeopardize this opportu
