Avery gritted his teeth in frustration, but he knew that he couldn't delay any longer.
"This is going to be the last one. Once we've got everyone out of here, we're leaving."
Zefield's strategy to seed in remote controlled vessels to buy some extra time had worked, but not well enough.
There were only three ships left now and they were not going to last more than another minute.
Avery had moved as quickly as he could. Still, there were limits to what he and his three companions were capable of on their own.
Thirteen vessels were still in need of evacuation, with around two hundred people on them combined.
It honestly was not easy, and Avery felt a pang of guilt when he made the call to abandon them.
After informing Kasandra, Jasmine, and Liesel, Avery sent a message to Zefield.
The seven star mercenary clearly was not happy with the decision, but he understood and knew that they could not linger any longer.
