Revelation: Star Wars Legends (Legacy of the Force) (Star Wars: Legacy of the Force Book 8) by Traviss Karen

Author:Traviss, Karen [Traviss, Karen]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
ISBN: 9780345510556
Publisher: Random House Publishing Group
Published: 2008-04-29T04:00:00+00:00

chapter fourteen

Officer of the deck’s log, Galactic Alliance warship Anakin Solo:

1300: At action stations.

1330: At action stations.

1349: Escape pod launched from Bank 9-Alpha. Captain Kral Nevil missing, presumed unauthorized absence.

GALACTIC ALLIANCE WARSHIP OCEAN, OFF FONDOR

Jacen wouldn’t take Niathal’s comm, but she wasn’t sure she’d believe what he told her anyway. She focused on the information she had, provable stuff flowing back from the battle.

The holochart changed before her eyes. One moment the inner cordon was a tangle of blue and red transponder icons, and the next the red icons were separating out fast and heading for the planet.

She could hear the voice of Captain Tarpilan in her headset, as if he’d woken up sober and hadn’t a clue what he’d been up to last night. He was apologizing for his language in a confused tone. GA ships were still locked in battle, but as Niathal switched from ship to ship, the contrast between the manic mood of a few moments earlier and the normal level of grim tension during combat almost felt like calm had descended.

“Tell me this isn’t a feint,” she said. “If they’re playing dead, and he’s fallen for it, we’re borked.” She didn’t use the word often, but it was a blessed release right then. She got ready to pull her ships out, just in case, trying to check again who was where, who was still in one piece, who needed urgent assistance, who had no propulsion or had jettisoned escape pods. Jacen had effectively split off from the fleet.

“If Fondor’s scamming us,” Makin said quietly, “they’re taking the special effects a little too seriously …” He touched Niathal’s arm to get her attention. “Look.”

Some X-wings had penetrated Fondorian space far enough to get detailed aerial reconnaissance of the ground. Visuals were confusing. Some showed steam roaring high into the air from the shattered tunnels that ran under the whole of Fondor’s surface. Others were just thick dark smoke spreading, filling the frame like thick, folded fur, and it was hard to work out what was happening until she switched to a thermal image—and that was much clearer.

Oridin—was it really Oridin?—was burning. It was a ball of searing temperatures that cooled towards the edges, with irregular projections as if a firestorm was being fanned farther. That was exactly what she was seeing: the aftermath of a massive airburst. Fondor certainly wasn’t putting that on for a show. When she looked to the other screens, Jacen’s task force was taking advantage of the loss of shielding to pound other Fondorian cities. But Fondor still had a fleet flying, and the battle was intensifying even if the planet was in dire straits.

“Bloodfin, this is Ocean,” she said. There was no response on the personal encrypted link; she tried the bridge channel. “Gil, are you still there?”

“Clever trick,” Pellaeon said. His tone was wary: he had company this time. “I have Lieutenant Veila here, and she’s been explaining some of basics of the Force to me.”

“Jacen’s destroying Oridin. I’m comming Vadde and offering terms.

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