Front Line Fury

Pseudo studying with Nixen is my preferred pastime. However, the needs of my fellow Devout is a must be for me. And that need right now is alarming for me. As I am called for commanding a space fleet to fend off an entire fleet to defend one of our only occupied planets. Lu'veb, a planet housing rainforests and large water streams, with a city that was old and abandoned, it's history still being studied by our libarian and land garrison devouts.
Speaking of devouts and garrisons. I'm appointed to be take command of a defending space fleet of ours consisting of a Deathstrike, 3 batcanopies, 5 blackswords, and 8 Blooddaggers, I was dumbfounded, didn't have the chance to ask way as the appointed was sent via a Devout messager. Nixen, reflecting from his age. Was fueled with excitement, wondering if the battle was going to huge, as the ships I'm suppose to command would be heavily insulted if regarded as small. I wish I was still a skullbreaker, not a command royalist. But even the other command royalists would not be put up this high of a position, only a champion devout at best.
The blooddagger we're on is nearly done sector jumping to the planet. This placement of command was extreme vague as the reason why I'm going to command an armada was not given to me.
"You seem nervous, why?"
I looked to my right, there was Nixen. My volunteered apprentice.
Nixen: "You get to command dozens and dozens of ships! I envy you! Aren't you going to be placed in the new Deathstrike battleship?!"
Hawk: "Well... yes."
Nixen: "So, what's the problem, Hawk? You're usally very calm... boring... and calm."
Hawk: "Think about it, Nixen. Someone with leading experience is needed. NEEDED to be put command of an Armada... something's not right. I think an attack is scaled to be big. Especially if a Deathstrike is energized to be active."
Nixen: "So.... bigger and many explosions.... yes?"
Hawk: *Sigh* "Yes... appearance..."
Nixen grew a smile then looked up, forming many expressions such as awe and uncertainty back and fore, if I didn't know any better, I say he's roaming in his imaginations. Thinking and guessing how the upcoming space battle is going to unfold. Our arrive should be nearing, and I can only hope the answers to my awaiting questions are there.
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