Sloane stands on the bridge of the Vigilance, gazing out at the battle blazing before them through the viewing window. With her hands folded behind her back and her uniform pressed to perfection, she looked the picture of controlled elegance. She finally addressed the cadet beside her, their military experience vastly different but both present at one of the greatest battles in galactic history. “How are you coping, Cadet? This is your first time seeing active combat if I’m not mistaken?”