[b]Tip of the Spear[/b] [i]Hyperspace Approaching Helios, First - Seventh FAR Fleets. [/i] Phaedrus looks up from the holographic display, a pleased expression underneath his helm. Thankfully, the two mercenaries had never questioned legitimacy the physical currency he had given them, and the tracking devices installed on them had confirmed his suspicions: Hallwinter, and the Imperial Remnants, were all on Helios, that infernal wintery hell of a planet. If Hallwinter could make it safely to the base, then he could input the codes to activate Imperial systems on a galactic scale, and both the Federation and Rebellion forces could be annihilated within minutes. If the Federation was to win this battle, they would do so before the Empire had the chance to strike. And he would cut the head off of the snake. (Closed)