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Baryos patted the ship's control panel. The Quite Content Damsel would be long remembered. He pulled off part of the steering grip, a tube- shaped, non-essential part. He'd work it into Once Bitten, eventually.

"Lia, be ready to detonate the Trueseekers on my command. The code is- 'Praise the Sun, feel the Void."



"Good. There's one antimatter mine on the Damsel, we'll use it to enter the frigate."



"We blow a damn hole in the bloody ship!" He yelled in a perfect British accent.

Lia let out a little beeping noise, like a laugh.



"Probably."



Suddenly, she turned serious.



Baryos' face became determined, his eyes shimmering a bright violet. He rolled the ship around, and turned heavy throttle at the frigate.



"I'm aware." The Damsel's inertial dampeners deactivated, and it hurtled toward the ship, rotating belly-up.

"I've always wanted to do this."

The ship's bottom was aimed at a pod bay, a slightly less armoured door that boarding craft launched from.

Suddenly, a jolt through the ship, and a thud from below as the antimatter mine droppec out of the bomb bay. Baryos quickly reactivated the dampeners.

An enormous solar explosion critically damaged the blast door.

Setting thrust to full once again, the Damsel closed in on the frigate.

"Prepare for some turbulence, Lia."

Baryos then closed his eyes, focusing on surviving the impact.

Then everything went black.

When he woke up, he was in an empty hangar. He shook off the meager airbag, and looked around. All of the Damsel's glass was shattered. Hadronic Essence littered the floor, weapon parts all mixed up. Old memorabilia of the battle of Europa floated in the 0G environment, including his old Black Suros auto rifle. He reached out and grabbed it. It wouldn't be as useful here.

"Lia?"

 She materialized beside him.

"Put all this in my Vault. Here's my will, if I die here."

 she stopped, then floated around, transmatting items here and there, including the old AR.

 the Ghost said quietly.

"To Scythe, my Hezen Vengeance. I wish I hadn't been such a dick about Luna, and I'm sorry.

To Varrus, my Party Crasher. You seem the shotgun type. I wish I could've gotten to know you better.

To Orkim, an LDR 5001. Keep this one oiled, or it jams. As with Varrus, I should've talked to you more.

To Arxus, Once Bitten. You were the first human I spoke to back on Europa. This gun was a gift from Sauron. Now it passes to you. Take good care of my friend, will you? Put a round in the Dark One's head for me. It'll take him out of yours.

To Avgust, the Ash Factory.. You were a great leader, and I'll miss you, comrade.

Finally, to Sara, my Plan C. Whatever pain you feel, no matter how much suffering, fear, if yo "