He sighs as he nods while the templar signas are painted and marked on every star fighter he had under his command. “Listen to everyone, if we are to play the part of a third army then we act like one. Normaly we would all go through training before doing this. They say we are the best, let prove them right and send a message to these sons-of-bitches that no one messes with the elites. Are target is the temple, fighter pilots will guard the ships while out main guns hit the temple with everything we have. Hold nothing back and give them no time to breath or react.” His voice was strong and in command of his newly formed fleet while moving his hands to adjust his armor.
“Yesterday we may have been strangers. today we are brothers. we fight as one, we win as one, and we fall as one. Got it!” He says to the entire crew. Nods and understanding are felt in response as two huge power tubes are hook up to a platform surrounded in a 360 degree sphere in the command area to give him the sight of everything while retaining control of his ships. A new vibe of courage fills the Craver and the vanguard as The saw him step onto the platform causing the screen to light up all around him. Both of his hand glow brightly as the armor around them retracts revealing his hands were human yet the blood vessels glow with elmental energy. “Vanguard crew, would you do the honors in taking us to the battle. It is time we made a name for ourselves.”