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I cannot expect much more from her

She is only human

But still, the Warlocks are forced to pull away from me to deal with the smart-missiles on their tails, the flurry of depleted uraniu off their assault vectors One unlucky soul is vaporized in a burst of brief blue flame, another clipped so hard he is forced to tuck tail and run

She buys roan as I push thehcloser to the Lincoln Closer to nuclear strike range

Closer to the plunge, hand in hand, into forever

Closer tothe distance fast Lincolnby now

No Cyclones launched to defend their battlecarrier

The defense grid firing haphazardly--almost as if some fool had allowed an untrained seventeen-year-old total control over the targeting systems

Lincoln’s commander is a clever one--the only one towent down in ruins, when the Churchill and Kenyatta and Magellan

were thrashed and crippled, the Lincoln fought brilliantly

I a that they will know blundering head-on into nuclear strike range is a death sentence for both of us

A clever commander will assume her opponent is as clever as her A clever commander will expect some bait-and-switch A clever commander will presume her foe does not want to die

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I do not want to die

The h the defense grid, swaying past Kady’s hayuard Their first blows land on hKady in her chair

The pounding on the hatchway and in her ears growing louder by the in to die one by one

The Warlocks are chipping away at the turrets and guns to allow their coers ha up as yet another Warlock flares bright and disintegrates The ship shakes again, warning lights flashing, alar Hull breach on deck 184Hull breach Deck 68 to 71

Fire crews to Deck 190 and 192 All personnel evacuate 187 to 197

This is not a drill

This is not a drill

This is not a drill

this

is not

a drill

We are closing now, but I cannot arm my nuclear missiles until the last moment

I find myself overcome for a second The fear of it The end of all I know