New Atlas, Miles's office.
"Miles, we've got trouble!"
Maxwell rushed into the office with General Cross and several others.
"What happened?" Miles put away the spatial storage ring he'd been holding and looked at them in confusion.
"The Satellite Operations Control Center detected a large number of Stage SSS fighters flying toward New Atlas!" Maxwell said grimly.
Miles rose to his feet, his expression turning serious.
"So my fears came true after all."
"Was it the Pyrathi?" Maxwell asked.
"Who else could it be?" Miles sighed. "This is why Ethan kills every hostile alien who comes to New Atlas instead of letting them escape. Once they get away, they can bring an even greater disaster down on us."
"Damn those bastards!" Rowan snapped. "We should've wiped them all out when we had the chance!"
"With what?" Miles glanced at him.
"..."
