OOC: The -4, etc, was part of the Countdown. Thanks IC: "The human is attacking the capital ships." An operator in the Glory Room informed, Rjiuvan Shai. "Have our skippers intercept all fighters targeting him." "Yes, my Lord." The battle was short, too short. The defending vessels fought to death, which they found when the Jeedai Vong fighters, led by Evan, annihilated the defending fighters and started to pour fire on the capital ships. Prey to the dozens of small fighters and to the huge Jeedai Vong warships, the foolish commander soon found his end. Bespin, the green sick cloudy world, watched them oblivious to the passing of its former masters. On all villips of the Jeedai Vong fleet, the words of Rjiuvan Shai boomed. "Fire." Dozens of missiles of organic origin streaked towards the planet. "Warmaster!?" Came the human's cry. "You recall what we discussed earlier, there is no cure for the galaxy, but there is always a new seedling to be planted, live will prosper, that is the will of the Force. Come aboard. We will leave soon."