The Dominion ships were pounding the defending CIS vessels as they had encircled the small fleet, it seems the battle had already been decided upon their arrival, the Admiral watched with sheer glee as his forces continued to hit the confederates hard. However, they would not go down without hurting the Dominion forces back, CIS fighters and bombers, in the chaos, were strafing the hanger bay of his ship and the others, keeping his fighters grounded for the time being, some attempted to break their attack, but failed as their ships lit up ablaze by passing by confederate fighters. He continued to observe the battle going about, but noticed some of the separatist vessels broke formation, most likely fleeing. "Heh, no where to run, damned fools." He whispered to himself, but then was alerted to as what they had planned. The three ships advanced towards a pair of Nebulon-B frigates. He looked to his XO, her expression saying "your call, sir" in that brief moment, he decided that, he wouldn't make a move, the separatists were on the verge of defeat, all he had to be concerned with was taking the planet below and the crews would be a worthy sacrifice if it meant victory.

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The two frigates, the [i]Iron Will[/i], and the [i]Justicar[/i], stuck close as the CIS ships were closing in, pounding their shields, attempting to escape. From the bridge of the [i]Justicar[/i], the Captain was glued to his seat, his body tensed up as they going further from the fleet. "Launch all the TIE fighters!" he ordered, "Contact the [i]Iron Will[/i]! We're going for a frontal assault."

As the frigates begun to make turning maneuvers to face them head on, dozens of Tie fighters launched out from the racks of the frigates, charging head on in a suicidal run. The fighters picked off one by tone by the defenses of the enemy warships. "Sir! they won't stop!" cried one of the officers as they continued straight for them. "Sith's blood they're insane! pull off the attack!" One of the frigates begun to turn once more to flee, but it was to late. One of the destroyers was seconds away from colliding. "Incom-" one of the crewmen was about to shout before they were hit, as the ship shook violently from the impact. The captain, barely conscious, saw the [i]Iron Will[/i] drifting as they are, catching a brief glimpse of confederate boarding craft.