Roth and the others were trying to resist firing continuously at the two ships.
Ambrose finally felt the power start to decrease.
“Though I wish to rip you apart, I leave that honor for Thomas!” Came the growling voice of Twitty. [I’ve tried everything except embracing it. I’m afraid there’s no more we can do right now!”
“Damn it! I will not be a prisoner of Xendra not for you nor any other! “Predator to king! The last battle with the second wave seriously over taxed the system.” Turning Skylos adjusted again then smiled as the hyper drive came up to half. We have to…” Ambrose started when the com went off. What are we at?” Came her reply. Finally the power was gone, then Ambrose fell to his knees, crap he felt weak!
