From the bridge of the Invisible Hand Grievous could see that little by little their starfighters were dwindling under the fire of the clone ARC-170s. When the vulture droids had gone the clone fighters retreated leaving the Hand under the constant fire of the Republic’s Integrity. The Indomitable, though nothing more than a floating hulk, kept at their rear blocking any chance of escape. Grievous growled, startling the droid and organic crew alike. “But…the forward towers are overloading, sir,” said the stammering Neimoidian. “They’ll be at critical failure in less than a minute!” “Y-y-y—”