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Jurex left Doran, being both puzzled and worried. He relied on his captain to have an answer to every question, to fix every problem... and now, the corsair's idolic figure seemed forlorn. Obviously, the news of the ships' disappearances was disturbing, but he must have known that some of his followers would go rogue. And then it struck him.
Doran was considering the possibility that the ships had been destroyed. No... impossible. Three good cruisers, fine crews, fighters to the bone, falling to a school-boy and his palls? No, Jurex thought, Doran must be overreacting. But the nagging doubt kept grabbing at him. Jythralo was rarely wrong in his presumptions, and Jurex had an uncanny way of guessing his master's thoughts. No time to lose. Tighten watch... all ships on high alert. Then he added his own addition to the order.
Prepare for battle.
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