slightly and replied as he turned back towards his aid. He stated that the Mundari were fully capable of dealing with the Ogle as they had done for so many millennia. What could a primitive empire such as the AMP possibly have to offer that would have the Mundari even beginning to consider our request. I reminded the Ambassador that we had faster than light travel, perhaps faster than his. We had defenses, such as what he had just witnessed with the Saxon disappearing. And, we had a myriad of other technologies that had been developed by our scientists; scientists with a different evolutionary path than his own. The Ambassador again turned to the other Gidden and spoke softly in a language that seemed like gibberish. When he returned his gaze he had a slight smile on his broad mouth. He spoke in the Mundari language and said that my request would be forwarded for consideration. The Ambassador then turned for the door and with his entourage headed to the elevator and a higher floor. Two of the Jessian Bull Troopers were left behind in our company. I offered for the troopers to sit as I discussed things with my science team. After looking around the room one sat in a chair that was obviously made for someone of his size. With his gaze focused on us he sat down too close to the chairs edge and he was soon sprawled out on the floor. The other trooper let out a sound that I could only guess was a snicker as the first scrambled back to his feet. If the Jessians were a race that had a sense of humor I knew that they could be reasoned with. With his embarrassment complete, the trooper moved over to lean against a wall. I sat at a table with Hershen and the scientists and began a discussion. One of the team then asked if we should be discussing things in front of the Jessian guards. I sent a secure message over our QE comms that we needed to keep up an appearance of not being hostile. We could openly discuss anything related to the ship we were on or our mission to explore. In the background we would discuss our situation with texts. All agreed and a stealth discussion was soon underway. I wanted thoughts on a plan for our escape. We were in need of a way to get back to our ship and then to get our ship out of range of whatever field was being used to hold it in place. We had carried on our stealth discussion for hours when the Jessian guards quickly rushed for the door. I followed and watched as they boarded an elevator to the higher decks. I turned back to my team for answers and received nothing but blank stares. Hershen then suggested that I turn the Saxon's sensors back on as we could be having other visitors. He was right. When the video sensors came online an immediate warning blared in my comm. A ship of unknown origin was parked just off the bow of the Blake Adventure. We watched as a small transport made its way back towards the Mundari Ambassador's ship. The transport was pulled into a tractor beam while the Ambassador's vessel had a bright blue particle beam slice through its shields. I checked the status of the static field surrounding our deck and was dismayed that it was still intact. The same field still remained around the Saxon. We were trapped with no way out. I had the team turn its effort back towards the attacker to gather any knowledge that we could. We tapped into the Blake Adventure's video system and had our first viewing of the invaders. I was taken aback when a squad of Por Hollis soldiers came into view. Their short stocky maroon bodies were easily recognized. After the second and third squad passed the video sensor a heavily guarded Frekkin stepped down the hallway. A small hovering robot projected a shield in front as the Frekkin commander walked. A fire-fight ensued with the ships robotic defenses coming online. The Frekkin commander was soon barking angry orders as the section of the ship he was in was surrounded by a static field. Minutes later a control room explosion brought the static