"Hm. Figured you'd say that, and unfortunately for you, uh... the NTR tracked me here. Too bad for you." With that, Garin was gone in a flash of blue light, teleported to his ship already in orbit around Tatakai's moon. "My revenge, at last... computer, take me anywhere except for the Tatakai system." [i]"Sir, I've selected this planet. Is this okay?"[/i] On his ship display screen, a red, rust-colored planet could be seen. "Korriban, and with it, Korsis... my vengeance will be further exacted. Computer, engage hyperspace." [i]"Yes sir."[/i] Around the Arrowhead, NTR ships began to encircle and surround the small luxury liner. That is, until Garin changed his mind. Disengaging the hyperdrive, Garin swerved towards the NTR ships and sent a message to Drake. "Drake, listen, you probably hate me, but listen. I've made a mistake. I need you to find a gap in the NTR's circle as I distract them, alright?.... Listen, I'm sorry. For everything. Just make this count." Garin small fighter swooped over the hulls of the NTR ship, laser cannons firing and missiles arming. As the hulking cruisers took note of the increasingly damaging fighter, their formation began to break, leaving a just-big-enough gap for the luxury liner that contained the Arrowhead. "Do it, Drake, fuсking jump! MAKE THE JUMP!" Garin continued to pound the carriers, the gap becoming wider and wider. [i]"DO IT!"[/i]