CHAPTER 720

KAVALIAN GREATSOUL-CLASS DREADNOUGHT

PUSINTIN'S COMMAND SHIP

PRIDE OF PUMAS

TWELVE HOURS FROM CALIBER

"I ask for a moment of silence for us to remember those we have lost in these last few days and then I will begin taking questions."

Pusintin laughed as the elf female lowered her head and he stabbed the control panel ending the transmission. He looked up at his aide who stood beside the large conference room table.

"Weaklings!" He barked. "You see Ngundo… they are weaklings! A moment of silence! A memorial to honor the dead criminals! Bah!"

"Things will change when you have assumed the throne Marshall Pusintin." The older Kavalian spoke confidently.

"Yes they will!" Pusintin snapped happily. He had been full of himself for the last few hours and Ngundo detected this.

"I take it the plan goes well Marshall?" He asked. "You were successful in getting what we needed from the elf Queen?