The power of a Queen

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Admiral Dorg sat with Clan Leader Terl in the General Clan Assembly Hall. The battered remnants of his fleet had just jumped in system from the battle with the Human fleet and were being integrated into the home fleets ranks. He was ordered to report to Clan Assembly immediately and he had not had time to clean up or rest. He was tired and felt resigned to a probable execution. Ive lost 2,000 war ships in this campaign to occupy the humans home world, he thought. I probably should be executed. I just didnt know what I was leading my fleet into. He walked into the Clan Assembly Hall with his head down and his four arms crossed behind his back. The towering ceiling overhead and the troches that cast shadows on the floor made his mood even more somber. He was still seeing in his mind the human battleship as it fired its terrible beam at his dreadnaught just as he jumped into null space.

Terl, the leader of the assembled Clan Leaders looked at him and indicated a chair, Come in and sit down, Admiral. Ive taken the liberty of having your recording of the battle downloaded to my console. Id like to go over them with you and get your thoughts on what happened.

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