Chapter Four
Noting an incoming message, Byron leaned forward and mashed the keypad. The inscription indicated it was a recording from High Command. The wrinkled face of the senior Chancellor of High Commander appeared on his screen.
“Commander Byron, we received your transmission confirming the Tgren’s declaration of allegiance with Cassa and our allies in this war. High Command accepts. Continue defending the planet and begin training the best Tgren pilots. All resources are to focus on those two objectives until further notice.”
The screen went black. Slumping in his chair, Byron closed his eyes. He’d hoped for that answer when he sent the transmission two hours ago. The meeting with the prefects had not taken long. Not with four Tgren cities recovering from enemy attack. Three of th
