From Lex's point of view from outside the shuttle, the large cruiser had exploded from within the inside. Relieved that the nightmare was over, she still felt guilty for the death of more than half the strike team. Oibe who was flying had said nothing, and kept trying to type in coordinates back to the fleet, messing up many times from shaking hands. Plexi moved to the back, her eyes flooding with tears, her pride trying to hide it. Lex sat right at the window, gazing out with flooding eyes trying to wonder what had happened out there. THE END

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