HIGH COVEN SPACE
TWENTY TWO LIGHT YEARS FROM USU'OZEIB 7
HIGH COVEN FLEET TRAINING AREA
Moran studied the star map intently, attempting to put together a plan that would save their bacon. He had been given command of an entire Fleet Group of the best High Coven ships around and for the last two days he had been getting his ass handed to him by the Vampire Admiral Pontal. The man was famous for never having been defeated in a training exercise or actual combat. Every year each VHC Fleet had to take on the members he had assembled as his aggressor force, and each year every one of them got their asses kicked. It was a similar to the operation set up on Earth centuries in their past, for the ground forces of what was once known as the United States. No matter what they did, the unit that went against them got their heads handed to them by the OPFOR as they were known.
