"What is happening over there?" Gloriana wondered as she stared at the projection of the dwarven frigate.
The expeditionary fleet had come to a relative standstill. The threat of the Olympus Mons crushing each and every mech and ship of the Golden Skull Alliance still loomed tall!
Not a single Larkinson, Glory Seeker or Crosser dared to take any offensive actions. They had already thrown their strongest ranged attacks at the dwarven ace mech, only to find out how badly outgunned they were. Just a single mech could crush an entire fleet!
Naturally, the mood among the Larkinsons was not so good. The pride they built up after defeating numerous difficult opponents in the past had already crumbled.
However, the Larkinsons did not bow their heads so easily. Many of them already tried to come up with ideas on how to break the ace mech's hold over the fleet.
"Can we try to overload the power reactors of the Spirit of Bentheim while attempting to ram the Olympus Mons?"
"You idiot. The ace mech and that frigate are faster and more agile than any of our vessels. They can easily move out of the way of such an obvious attack."
"Then why not throw hundreds of ships in their direction? As long as we pay a sufficient price, we can turn an entire section of space into a destructive inferno. There is no way an ace mech's domain field can withstand so much raw damage!"
"You're dreaming if you think the dwarves won't see us coming! Don't forget that the Olympus Mons excels at close quarters combat. Moving closer will only put us at its mercy."
The power gap was not so easy to bridge. So far, none of the Larkinsons came up with a viable idea. It was just too difficult to counter an ace mech without an ace mech of their own. There was a reason why Saints received so much admiration!
"Stupid Ves." Gloriana muttered as she hugged Clixie against her chest. "Why must he force a confrontation against an ace mech? It's too soon!"
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"I need to teach him a lesson when he gets back. Our upcoming daughter can't handle the stress!"
Her hand reached down to caress her bulging stomach. The birth of her first child was growing closer and closer. Due to all of the delays, it appeared that her baby girl was about to spend her first days of her life in the old galaxy after all. Gloriana felt mixed about this likely outcome.
"Stupid Ves." She muttered again.
Time continued to pass as Gloriana tried to study the Olympus Mons as best she could with the sensor data that she had at hand. Though she set out to study its weaknesses, she spent most of her time admiring and gleaning insights from the high-end machine. Its design was simply too good for her to find an obvious vulnerability!
As she became increasingly more engrossed in her studies, a chime abruptly pulled her out of her fascination.
The projection of her husband in his stupidly resilient combat armor came into view.
"Ves! What is happening?! Are you safe?!"
"I'm fine, I'm fine!" Ves raised his palm in order to calm his wife. "Look, my 'hosts' aren't giving me much time to talk, so I need to keep this short. I've just negotiated a deal with the dwarf in charge here. He isn't interested in killing us and has agreed to let us all go as long as I satisfy his request."
"What do the dwarves want?"
"Well, I can't say too much, but the guy who invited me over wants to commission a product from me. If all goes well, it will all be finished within 24 hours and we can go free. Since my new 'client' needs me to do my best and isn't particularly interested in anything else from us, he has given us a credible promise that no more Larkinsons will die at the hands of his ace pilot."
Though her husband hadn't revealed much, this entire arrangement sounded fishy to Gloriana. She was quite familiar with Ves' nervous ticks, so she was definitely certain that he was understating their actual threat!
"Ves…"
"Look, this is the best outcome that we can get. As long as I do my job, we can all get away from the Olympus Mons without getting shot at. The big guy here has even offered to make sure that no other Vulcanite forces will get in our way as we exit the Smiling Samuel Star Sector. Compared to the alternatives, this is clearly a win-win arrangement!"
She had serious doubts about this strange deal. Dwarven ace mechs didn't hibernate inside asteroids for many years without a reason!
How could the dwarves here possibly know so long ago that Ves would come and dig up a couple of worthless asteroids?
Why couldn't the mastermind behind this ambush contact the Larkinson Clan through regular channels and commission a product the old-fashioned way?
There were so many questions in her mind that she didn't even know where to begin. Unfortunately, Ves had to cut off his call shortly afterwards, leaving Gloriana with way too much uncertainty.
"You're keeping way too many secrets, Ves. What is it with you and the dwarves, and why do you keep pretending to be Vulcan?"
After Ves messaged several people in the expeditionary fleet, the doom and gloom had faded a bit. The hope of getting out of this confrontation alive calmed everyone down and informed them that there was light at the end of the tunnel.
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