His officers each quickly moved over their command consoles, the entire process like an unwavering symphony. The men working as the ship was pulled into the perfect position. Ali'Zarin motioning to his gunners. "Wait for it, fire into their path." The gunners nodded as they waited until the right time. When it came a quick burst of blue ionized bolts screamed forth from the ion cannons, firing into the flight path of the ship. The Marauder being hit by the blue energy burst before their engines began to waver, the ship sitting dead in the water. Ali'Zarin nodded as his men took aim, they had been given permission to use their special stock. The ship taking aim before two burst tore through the hidden tubes of the torpedo launchers. The proton torpedoes flying towards the marauder before they struck the ship. Tearing through one of its engines and the port side. Sending the ship rocking from a massive explosion as their port engine was torn from the ship, sparking and flaming as it began to drift in space.

"Disable the engines completely, then focus our fire on the other ships." The gunners nodded as they took aim, the Heavy Turbolasers of the ship being brought online. Their massive cannons taking aim before letting off a heavy salvo of fire. The bolts tearing through another of the Marauders engines, yet missing the smaller secondary ones that would still allow it to limp away. Explosions rocking the marauder before the ISD turned its attention on the other ships. It began to head straight for the Muurian transport, its weapons taking aim as a blistering salvo of Turbolaser fire tore through space, striking against the ships shields as the fire wasnt let up.

Ali'Zarin's sensor and scanner officers had already picked up the grouping of fighters. The engineers and ship repair crew knew their work, and the ship like the back of their hand. It wasnt a matter of hours, yet moments that quickly got the hangers back together. The wounded men, though few, were already wisked away to the medical bay, the pilots ready as they tie fighters where being launched. Yet they didnt launch out of the bays or hangers that any of the enemy could see. They were launched from a third hanger bay, one that was below the ship as the tie fighters dropped straight down below the ship. The pilots forming up into wedge formations as they slid under the formations of the enemy. When they were at the right position they quickly changed their flight path. Heading straight up from their position as they entered a steep climb up towards the Z-95s their laser cannons tearing through the enemy formation as the enemy fighters went up in brilliant explosions before the Tie Fighters screamed away into the darkness of space, almost disappearing as quickly as they had appeared, circling high above the battle as they were getting themselves ready for another attack.

Imperial Navy
Alzarin Deamora
Black Ops Commander

The Caliph's Sun, having caught up with the fighters, launched the heavier salvo of five of its six proton torpedoes at the same spot as the concussion missiles; almost guaranteeing penetration and damage of so many warheads. The Hammer, not armed with warheads, was still catching up to firing range, a little over two kilometers out, where its heavy cannons could begin chewing away at the armor on the larger vessel. The Gloom, of course, was in the rear, being the heaviest vessel the Mynocks had to muster. It didn't spare the firepower either, launching all twelve proton torpedoes at the rear of the bridge spire one after another. There was more to come, of course; Shiva had additional forces not far off and en route; having accounted for the Imperial response. He felt secure in sending heavier vessels.

The Star Destroyer's outranged gunnery simply made a flickering light show in space as it dissipated into harmlessness off of the starboard bow of the Maurauder. As it proceded on it's course, remaining a good distance from the ISD and requiring it move before the Maurauder could be gunned at. The Maurauder and Mynocks Kept up their partial orbit of the ISD waiting for it to be weakened by the cloud of smaller vessels before it would pounce.

The Z95 squadron manoeuvred towards the Mynocks, using their formation as cover to attack the unshielded and fairly weak TIEs. losing two of their number to their fore but not returning fire directly until all 10 remaining had fired a proton torpedo at the weakened ISD. Then beginning the process of dogfighting with the more manoeuvrable but less durable TIEs in pairs, performing careful slashes to circumvent their speed.

The missiles and torpedoes met where the ISD had once been, all of the weapons slamming into each other in a large explosion, giving the pilots of the Dark Whispers something to ride as they began to level out the ship. Ali'Zarin looked to the pilots as he stood silently on the bridge, his hand coming up. "Set a course for Dantooine, we'll meet reinforcements there. Resupply and repair damage, then we'll return. On my mark, three....two....one." With a drop of his hand the pilots moved over the controls, a loud humming filling the ISD before it jerked forward. The ship jumping into Hyperspace as Ali'Zarin looked out the window, watching the stars rush by before he turned to walk off the bride.

He wanted to see what damage was caused, and what could be fixed with out the need of a ship yard. Giving command of the bridge to his first officer before leaving. Ali'Zarin let out a heavy sigh as he stood in the turbolift, the blinking of lights of floors going by interrupted his thoughts now and again. The door opened as he stepped out onto the hanger deck, walking towards the area that was damaged most, the engineers already at work.

((Dark Whispers retreated.))

Imperial Navy
Alzarin Deamora
Black Ops Commander

There was a discussion, and a decision was reached that the Empire would now undoubtedly return in greater numbers. It had been desirable to Bastile to draw them into a long land war, but now it seemed likely they would just return and put them to the sword...

Thus a decision was reached, they would secure passage away for all those irrevocably involved in the rebellion, militiamen and leaders, so that they might disperse to the four winds for the duration of the crisis. Once the heat was off they would return to win back Alurion and drive the Imperials away. Of course a few hotheads disagreed and boycotted the plan. But it was necessary to evacuate to prevent a massacre.

With the cowardly Imperials run off, the Mynocks sent a message to Jamie's men, letting them know that the rebellious citizens needed passage offworld. The Mynocks would be able to help in a small way.