Talk:Prometheus Corporation Naval Fleet/@comment-32153758-20140111014611

Darksire sits in his old abandoned office. All his old soldiers have ditched him, and the only reason they still work for him is to get money by making the furniture. By now Darksire is in control of a bunch of autopiloted ships and a robotic ship constructor dock.


 * Darksire: I've always thought those Killsats were dangerous. Especially after what happened to that one UR Admiral...perhaps they need to die?

Darksire ponders for a moment, then speaks.


 * Darksire: Predasats, kill all Prometheus Satelites around you.

One by one, satelites floating around in space boost up rockets, guiding them towards the Prometheus Killsats. Once near, they shoot a giant destructive laser, obliterating the kill sats.




 * Darksire: I suppose sending a few Countdowns to the Harbringer site couldn't hurt. I see a few too many ships surrounding it.

Over the horizon where the Harbringer repair site is, about 3 Countdowns appear.