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Join Date: Jun 2012
02-03-2013, 02:46 PM
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*The Iconians are soon thrust into their own mines by the pushing force of the AT shields with the defensive bits. Afterwards however the AT shield is weaker and soon fades as the Newtype Ensign Emil gets up and wipes her brow panting*
Emil: That is the first time I have seen that..
James: Brace yourselves everyone we just pissed him off.
*Dorowa's vessel is recovering slowly.*
*He is livid and laughing at the same time.*
Officer: Our shields are holding barely but we have sustained heavy losses on other ships our mine field is gone now as they have shifted away into space..
Diadact : can you handle these rebels or should I dispatch a fleet to assist you. Remember to keep them alive.