Our sentries pick up movement around two in the morning. More than five hundred Federation red stripes are headed our way. My worry for Marinah doubles. We're on the move within fifteen minutes, running in beast form and putting miles between us and the soldiers.
By the time the sun rises, we're sure they're tracking us.
Nokita approaches and gives me the latest update. "They are heavily armed and have three tanks with them. We can win this battle if that's what you want."