Tyrinous

Revenge: A dish best served cold.

Tyrinous sits alone in the station checking out his drones and reloading the guns. As he had done countless times before, and as he did his mind drifted, playing over the work of the day. The battle was won, all that was left to do was to bring the bestower to a halt and have it give up its precious cargo. Then incredibly the bestower started dumping its cargo, Tyrinous could only look on in disbelief as he watched the cargo drift out. As he closed in, he could start to make out the shapes. A cold shiver went through his body, this was indeed the cargo he had been looking for. Rather than give up thier cargo the slavers destroyed it.

There can be no peace with slavers only war!