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The was no response from the admiral. Instead he switched off the transmitter and marched down the command deck.

"Gearalt!" He barked "what are the positions of our heavy cruisers?"

"Onyx one and three are at coordinates G18 and G20 sir. Onyx two is G30." The lieutenant responded. Tiraninot started barking out orders sending the bridge into a frenzy of activity. The interior lights of the Ashur's turned red as the ship went into combat alert.

"One and three will move to open broadside barrage on their left flank. Onyx two will move to their right and box them in. Move the flag ship to the front, have the Ashur's main cannons focus fire on their center. Try to drive their formation in half. Split our reserves into two groups, both in a wedge formation and strike the enemy from above and below. Will have them in a pincer bind. I want every available squadron out in combat position now! Lysso, what is the arrival time of the nearest reinforcements?"

"The Foals cluster is an E.T.A. of thirty minutes." She replied over her shoulder.

"Tell them they have twenty."

If he hadn't gone into a battle mind set Tiraninot would have either been insulted or disbelieving of the pirates actions. Charging head long into the very heart of Plutonism space, announcing their presence right after exiting trans-space, and even willing to launch a raid on an area that held one of the five admirals present with an armed force of fifteen ships. Even if she did had five more vessels then his own fleet cluster, this Captain Yarasa had to be very arrogant and foolish if she thought she would walk away from this with her fleet intact. Especially if she was willing to give up her chance at a preemptive strike just so she could be dramatic. A mistake Tiraninot was not about to make.

"Sir, should we send the enemy a message?" Lysso asked. Tiraninot resisted the urge to snort. "Tell them they have five seconds to surrender before we open fire." The major looked up from her computer panel to give him a quizzical look. "But sir, I'll barely be able to get that across before the fleet engages them." Tiraninot didn't respond

"You have your orders," he the admiral shouted. "FIRE AT WILL."