1111 Bad News

Working out the final details was going to take quite a bit of time, possibly all day, but Max had no shortage of other messages and information to sort through, courtesy of both the Reavers and the Alliance's sensors.

They had managed to gather a bit of sensor data that indicated a split in the trajectories of the Cathedral ships. With that, they had enough to track them somewhat accurately, and now they were closing in on an exact match to their most probable destinations.

According to the data, a full half of the fleet was going for the home Galaxy of the humans, while the rest had fanned out to attack the Alliance. The news confused the Government and then enraged them. They had a thousand times the numbers that the humans did, so how dare the enemy not take them seriously?