Wayne III sat down in his chair, having just returned from Tristchana, with orders to follow and assist Tarakus Deadmerit. He smiled for a moment, before putting a serious expression on his face, because he knew that the Separatists didn't back down without a fight. It was just how they were. "Dealtana, could you come here a second?" He called a trusted hand. "Yes, Mr. Deadmerit?" "Round up the Terrible 10, we're going in." "What's the mission, sir?" "Protect Tarakus Deadmerit from the Warbird Separatist Imperial Remnant at all costs." Dealtana snapped to his best attention stance, and said, "Right away, sir!" And left the room. It's been a long time since I deployed the Terrible 10. I sure hope this works out ok. Wayne III thought. Wayne Jr. walked in, looking at his son, with a bit of am