INT. SPACE - NUTE GUNRAY’S PERSONAL FLAGSHIP - BRIDGE

Gunray looks away from the viewscreen toward the Dark Jedi officer.

NUTE GUNRAY : Tell your fellow Dark Jedi that the time has come.

The fallen Jedi Knight nods his head once in acknowledgement. He then closes his eyes, calling out to his brethren through the Force.

INT. SPACE - SUNSABRE - BRIDGE

ADM. ANTILLES : Neimoidian doesn't want to face the facts! Pity for him, he's just revealed his position to our guns ...

EXT. NABU - SPACE

Countless Neimoidian Lucrehulk-class battleships, previously hidden from view, materialize as from out of nowhere, tripling the size of the waning Federation fleet.

The Lucrehulks open fire on the now-outnumbered Dreadnaughts and destroyers.

INT. SPACE - SUNSABRE - BRIDGE

SENSOR OFFICER : They have Kaminoan cloaks!

HELMSMAN : Can't be!

ADM. ANTILLES : They've figured out Cloner technology. Impressive.

A battleship begins to concentrate its firepower on the Sunsabre, rattling the flagship violently. A control panel explodes in a shower of sparks.

ADM. ANTILLES : Take evasive actions!

INT. SWIFT STRIKE - COCKPIT

Bail Organa and Major Vaness sit at the controls, readying the craft for departure. Admiral Antilles' voice pipes in over the intercom.

ADM. ANTILLES : (O.S.) Colonel Organa? You there, Bail?

COL. ORGANA : I'm here, Admiral.

ADM. ANTILLES : (O.S.) Now’s the time to warm that tin crate's engines up and get ready to depart. I'm afraid we're under heavy fire, and we probably don't have much time.

COL. ORGANA : Affirmative, Admiral.

ADM. ANTILLES : (O.S.) Organa ...

COL. ORGANA : Yes?

ADM. ANTILLES : (O.S.) You’re a fine officer. It was a pleasure to have you serve under me.

COL. ORGANA : And it was a pleasure to serve you, sir.

ADM. ANTILLES : (O.S.) Good luck Colonel, and may the Force be with you.

EXT. NABU - SPACE

The Republic armada is losing. All the destroyers have been obliterated, and the Lucrehulks are beginning to pick off the Dreadnaughts.

INT. SPACE - SUNSABRE - BRIDGE

Power on the ship is beginning to fail, causing the lights to dim and wink off. Another panel explodes.

HELMSMAN : We can't shake the battleship off, sir! We've had it!

ADM. ANTILLES : Turn around.

HELMSMAN : Sir?

ADM. ANTILLES : Turn around, dammit, before the power dies!

The Sunsabre begins to turn in a circle, moving to point directly at the pursuing battleship.

ADM. ANTILLES : Ram it!

INT. SPACE - LUCREHULK - BRIDGE

The Neimoidians watch the Dreadnaught turning to face them.

NEIMOIDIAN CAPTAIN : What ... are they doing?

INT. SPACE - SUNSABRE - BRIDGE

The Sunsabre speeds toward the battleship. The lights aboard finally fail, casting the bridge into darkness.

INT. SPACE - LUCREHULK - BRIDGE

The Neimoidians begin to panic and scream as the Sunsabre charges them.

NEIMOIDIAN CAPTAIN : Evasive manoeuvres! Now!

EXT. NABU - SPACE

The two ships collide as the Swift Strike lifts off and exits the Sunsabre's docking bay, barely escaping the brunt of the explosion as they drop down toward Nabu's surface.