Rynok's breaths are deep as he steps out into the barren world of Hapalk. As always with an impending fight, he takes those sadly small moments before combat to attune himself to his environment. A good understanding of your surroundings can, and often do tilt the outcome in your favor. He looks up towards the incoming ships. There are three of them, an unusually small number for what is undoubtedly classified as a high priority assault mission. Rynok laughs to himself. The only way such a small force would be dispatched is if their commander was foolishly arrogant enough to believe he was unbeatable.
"So much for fretting over this fight" scoffs Rynok, " Whoever this Commander may be, he has already lost this fight".
The three ships near the cave entrance, hovering forty or so fee
