“No, there is a seventeenth. The Draconians assembled it in secret as the war progressed, bolstering it from the remnants of the other sixteen. Isiur is a part of that fleet, the heart of it.”
“Why the hell didn"t you tell us this before?” said Galen. “You expect us to drop everything and engage a new Draconian fleet? You expect us to even believe you?”
Her full anger had returned. Abdul-Jabaar next to her was frowning. Speed Metal looked impassive, deep in thought.
The Xin was unperturbed. “I am sorry, Galen Jones. It is the truth. You must understand we are not gods, we are only people. We are not at war with the Draconians. We are criticised when we do not intervene and criticised when we do. But we are at a significant turning point in the time-line. Many futures are possible an
