However, the fleet commander's expression was resolute. He had no intention of leaving.
"Relay my orders. First, all other warships in the fleet are to distance themselves from the flagship at maximum speed and prepare for the blast."
"Second, all Warriors on the flagship are to evacuate immediately. Save as many as you can."
"Third, immediately dispatch someone into the Foggy Area. Find a way to notify everyone on those ruins and tell them to prepare for what's coming."
The commander's voice was grave as he continued to issue orders methodically. His gaze swept over everyone present. "You can evacuate with the others, or you can stay with me. I am not leaving. I go down with my ship. If the warship is gone, I'll have no face to go on living as its commander."
"We still have one more option. I will execute the final protocol!"
The faces of everyone present changed slightly.
Indeed, they did have a final protocol: the self-destruct sequence.
