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Captain Trist Treval, Sector 17, Battleship Zakar
I leaned over the battle map, the ever-present tension in my shoulders and neck a constant reminder that the war with the Hive was not won, that my warriors were out there dying. Still. Always.
“We’ve destroyed their scout ships, Captain, but the larger attack vessels just disappeared.” Captain Wyle spoke on my right. He was an experienced fighter who brought true honor to Prillon Prime. If he said the Hive ship vanished before his eyes, I believed him.
“Did you see one of the new destroyers?” I asked.
The new advanced ships developed by the Hive had recently begun arriving in other sectors. They were invisible to sensors and impossible to track. I’d never seen one, but he had. He knew what to look for, to know if that new threat was
