"Admiral Yularen."
"We've come to save you." The crisp voices of the two beautiful women on the screen, one in red and one in blue, rang out like silver bells.
But the corner of Admiral Wullf Yularen's mouth twitched. Luna Dream and Luna Fantasy—he had fought alongside these Jedi Knight sisters before. They were powerful and beautiful, but their personalities could only be described as utterly terrible.
Luna Fantasy in particular. Whenever she was around, even the most meticulous battle plan would inevitably be thrown into disarray.
Their behavior was also completely unpredictable. You simply never knew what they would do next.
"Ah, the Dream Sisters... Have you brought the 227th Attack Battalion with you? It is truly fortunate that you came to reinforce us. The news from Kamino has not been good. General Grievous has actually appeared there. It seems that all the Separatists' military operations on Denon Planet were merely a smokescreen. Their true objective is Kamino!" Wullf Yularen said.
"Oh. Sister, let's beat up the Separatist warships first." Luna Fantasy seemed not to have heard a word Admiral Yularen had said, merely turning to Luna Dream.
Luna Dream remained as calm as ever, her hands properly folded over her abdomen, looking every bit the refined lady. She nodded and said mildly, "Then launch the fighters. We'll go too."
"HAHAHAHAHA!!!" Luna Fantasy suddenly burst into laughter without warning. "That's right, that's right!! It's only fun when both sides start counting down! Hahahaha! Hahahaha!"
The hangar bay doors of the six newly arrived Hunter Class Battlecruisers opened, and large numbers of Galactic Republic V-19 Torrent light fighters launched, rushing straight at the Confederacy of Independent Systems fleet.
The Dream Sisters also boarded their specially modified two-seat ARC-170 fighter and merged into the fighter formation.
On the bridge, Wullf Yularen