Vash and his six tigermen stood off to the side, guarding their three prisoners. When the Rhajni lord finished reading the information, he turned to the three Marine sergeants. “Your Colonel Dakota has decided to take my advice and move the regiment into Jaipur Pass tomorrow morning,” he said. “Why would she go and do a thing like that?” Akira asked, afraid to hear the answer. Chanori’s smile was pure arrogance. “Since there’s nothing you can do about it, I see no harm in telling you that a Drakonian task force is on a direct course for this planet, my dear.” “You tellin’ us there’s gonna be a Drakonian invasion?” asked O’Hara. “This I refuse to believe,” Cortez told Chanori. Pressing a button on his computer, Chanori received an instant celluloid printout of the information stored on the flashchips. “It’s all right here,”
