"Good," affirmed Turog. "What about the shield generators?"
Another Minotaur stepped forward and said: "Commander, getting the shield generators online will take a little more time, and even then, they will be unstable for the most part," he replied, looking down.
"What?" shouted Turog.
"But we are replacing the main generator with the spare one and making changes to the secondary one so they should be able to give us more shielding power for a brief moment, Sire," the Minotaur quickly replied, seeing a hint of anger forming on Turog's face.
"Good. A job well done. Tell me more: How much shielding power can we expect, and how long will it last?"
"Yes, Sire. It's like this..." and the Minotaur began to explain.
Meanwhile, deep within the Minotaur battle line, at its core, lay an enormously big ship, second only to the super-large structure of the Star Fortress.
