Raknarion grunted in annoyance, he spoke into the comm.
My Battle Group will remain by the Mass Relay. The treaty will have to accept that. I better get a warm welcome when I come over, alongside my personal garde, of course.
Raknarion looked at his First Mate.
Have the Battle Group positioned by the Relay, I want a quick extraction if things go south. And have Palavan's Might head back into the degraded system. Also, prepare my guard, I want them armed.
Soon later. Raknarion and his guards are enroute on one of the Palavan's Might shuttles, soon arriving to the Damocles. The Commander spoke into the comm.
We'll soon arrive, Underhill. Open your hangar doors.