His boosters had largely recharged from the solar energy that was in abundance. He checked his air supply and was content it was at an acceptable level, but he looked around for any way of getting either in or out of the battle rather than watching from the sidelines, which was both dangerous and useless. He looked back towards the planet that the barges were reaching and knew that if he used some boost, he could likely make it, but watching the apocalyptic battle he realised he couldn't leave. There were more than thirty ships on either side battling it out now, with almost as many floating as empty hulks. He knew that even if the Inter-Allied forces still remained, he had no chance of finding them, so he looked for something recognisable and some place he could be of use. Looking around for some point of entry into the battle, he saw one of the enemy fighters crash into the lower hull of the French Heavy Cruiser, the Diderot, where Major Moye was based. A few seconds later, one of the enemy heavy assault craft hit the breach and burst through, in what seemed a calculated assault.
