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It was 30,000 years ago on the distant planet Vishtar that Prince Eulian, Captain of the secret Black Star starfighter squadron, landed his XR-7 Vanguard fighter. Eulian knew this planet well and not for particularly fond reasons. His last visit had cost him a dear friend and almost his life. But Eulian had shut out those memories as he was descending through the planet's atmosphere. He knew living in the past could only end your life in the present. As he stepped out onto the landing pad, the Trans-Planetary Station was quiet and empty. Trans-Planetary Stations are never quiet, nor empty. The Vishtar Empire must have my subspace drive's radiation signature on file, Eulian thought. But leave it up to the Vishtar strategists to set up the most obvious ambushes. Eulian charged up the power cells to his plasma revolver.
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