Regent Chalen Ape Mane had always believed that this war might be an opportunity for the Katai. If he could find a new way to lead his kingdom to greatness and make peace with the Terrans, then surely he would have done right by his life—and by his good friend Osen Blackfin, who had gone to heaven.
Of course, to achieve such a lofty mission, he still had to take things one step at a time and do the work at hand properly. Regent Chalen soon received word from Bloodgate that a dry dock and repair crew had been arranged for the damaged dreadnought. They had also prepared hearty meals and quarters for all the crew, along with a little "entertainment."
The Imperial advisory delegation was even arranging a lavish dinner and preparing to invite Regent Chalen to join them. Apparently, they had flown in dragon meat and other delicacies from the Shengyuan Sector.
Prince Chalen nearly started drooling. After all, he had spent a whole day and night locked in a battle of wits and strength with the Outer Ring Fleet in the Westtail System. He really needed to eat and drink his fill, then get some proper rest.
Still, he patiently asked how preparations were going to relieve the fleet at the fortress. Only after learning that the main forces of the Angmangsi and Enbu had already set out did he feel somewhat reassured.
"The Angmangsi's Huo Sheng-class ships are old vessels from fifty years ago, nowhere near as capable as our Corona-class. But the four Diamondrock-class battlecruisers in Enbu hands were refitted from the Empire's Radiant Vanguard-class. They pack a serious punch and are extremely fast. The Terran fleet tried to split us up and surround us earlier, and we took a hit, but we also dealt