On the radar screen of the Godora fleet, the hundred odd light blips representing the DarkStar fleet had started to pull away, and the ion cannons' shots had also become sparse. All this signified that the enemy was retreating.
Barette's expression changed as he hypothesized, "DarkStar is unable to break our defense, so they're going to retreat before our reinforcements come. They're giving up on the attack this time!"
Observing the battle, Nagakin furrowed his brows. "Looks to be the case..."
"The distance between us and them is getting further. I'm going to pursue them; we can't let them go so easily!" Barette bellowed.
"Don't be careless. This could be the enemy's ploy to lure us out. We're better off maintaining our current position."
