The fall of the Calamity Legion (Part One)
Olegar's Fist's actions had left Roan furious. Not only had they swept Demetrius Zaarin's fleet along with them, but they had also run headlong into the Imperial fleet pursuing them.
They hadn't even run! They had stayed on Metalon Planet, waiting to be attacked!
Roan slammed his fist onto the table, fury burning in his eyes. "Who the hell is this Olegar?! Who gave him the confidence to fight the Imperial fleet head-on?! Has this bastard always been this brave?"
The leaders of the pirate group's various divisions stood in terrified silence. None dared say a word.
Roan's brutality was already common knowledge throughout the Calamity Legion. Even now, the corpse at his feet, its brains splattered everywhere, showed exactly what happened to anyone who angered him.
"Have you found out what's happening on Metalon Planet?!" Roan roared.
"We've already sent reconnaissance craft... When they contacted us half an hour ago, they were on their way back, but we lost contact again afterward," one leader said quietly.
Thud! Roan kicked the leader several meters away.
"If you haven't reached them, what are you still doing here? Get the hell out and don't come back until you've found them!" Roan shouted.
The leader scrambled to his feet and fled.
"Bastards! Every last one of them is a fucking bastard!" Still seething, Roan kept cursing to himself. "How dare they cost me a deal this big! That Olegar-I'll make him pay! Bastard! Fucking bastard!"
During their earlier standoff on Azure Planet, his forces had been far weaker than Olegar's Fist's, so he had been forced to back down and withdraw for the time being.
He had noticed that most of Olegar's Fist's ships were obsolete second- and third-rate warships, but there were still plenty