Cindy and Joe turn in unison and stare at the Navicon unit, having been reconnected with Regent Voknor's approval, they are surprised to see it activate.
A gravelly message sounds out throughout the bridge speakers, "Regent Voknor calling for clan assistance, under heavy attack and unable to disengage. All will be lost without immediate relief."
Joe gets to work figuring out where Voknor's fleet is, "oh my, he is at the Kord space station, the one where Olaf's body is and where we dropped off Golward, along with the other Kord survivors." He glances back at Cindy in distress, "you know, where our ship was repaired, and where we were given the advanced power module that got us home."
Joe looks at the others on the bridge in anguish, "without help from either the Regent, or the Kord, we would probably all be dead by now."
Cindy sighs, then nods in agreement. She considers their options for a few seconds, then, with venom in her voice gives her orders, "John, get us off this planet, we will assist."
John smiles as he responds, "yes ma-am!"
Cindy taps her chairs console, "on our way Regent."
Regent Voknor's reply is almost instantaneous, "NO! What can your one ship do?"