Vice Admiral Tharix
"All engineers report to the nose of the ship. Seal up those oxygen leaks!" Spoke he, remaining calm, but sounding frustrated... then again, he always sounds frustrated. Then two Victory twos warp in. "Glad you could make it, men!" The ships pull in front of the larger Star Destroyer, firing turbolasers whilst doing do. "Prepare the missiles!" Yells Tharix, waiting for the two small Star Destroyers to do so.
