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Chapter 65 “It is easier to forgive an enemy Than to forgive a friend.” . ―William Blake . JOPHIEL The ATO saluted former Supreme Commander-General Jophiel. "Lieutenant Ska-irt." She returned the Mantoid ATO's salute. "How is she doing?" "Sad." The Mantoid tilted a green antenna towards the long black creature which was about the same size and shape as a plasma torpedo. He held out a translation device which had been much-improved since the Nephilim, Ogias, had come on board this ship. "She just lost her mother. She's having second thoughts." "I'll talk to her." She took the translation device and ordered the man to wait outside the door. She approached the long, black shape; friend, traitor, the living ship she'd trusted to carry her infant son. She brushed a strand of white-bl