dive into the ocean, then write gone. Such an alignment did not suit me at all, and I tried to shoot him down. But all by. He easily walked away from my shots. Oh well you sea bastard! He unfolded his shuttle from the Earth and unwound it like a gyroscope (so that the engines would not be able to change direction).
- Carefully Alex, I have let out the fighter in your party. Turn on the identification beacon so that it doesn’t blow you up, - Vasilisa’s worried voice was heard. I do not seem to pay attention. But the beacon turned on.
- Gorgon 2001, I'm Hera. Immediately return the fighter.
- I can not! He is already at the homing. I kept him in low orbit. Otherwise, he would not have caught up with them, even with his high speed. Too huge speed at this unusual shuttle.
For a couple of seconds, the admiral was able to stop the rotation and again sent his shuttle to Earth, but only I was there, and the Vasilisa fighter inexorably approached from the bottom. In principle, Bul could calmly destroy it as well as those that were previously released on it. But for some reason he did not shoot him. Tolley he ran out of ammunition, toli he kept them in order to shoot me. But the fighter exploded near the very nozzles of the admiral's shuttle. Even in such an extreme situation Bulle reacted with lightning speed and managed to slip away from the perishing shuttle.

I opened the cap of my shuttle and started to admiral squeezing everything that they were capable of with the jet engines of the spacesuit. Bullet, turning his face towards me, tried to use all his mental abilities. But nothing came of it. After all, I had all his knowledge. None of my chakram has reached the goal. The sword of Arikhonov flew away FIG knows where he never returned. From Arkan Chelovekov admiral easily dodged. The energy bonds of Kverkov did not reach the goal either. The admiral tried to shoot at me, but his weapon escaped from his hands and flew with great speed into the infinite depths of space. Mentally, neither I nor he could influence each other. A block was instantly set up for each mental “hit”.

There was only a physical impact. But anyone who achieved the goal, kicked the enemy, (Newton's law: the power of action is equal to the force of resistance). And the blows were very much softened by the armor. Energy gun, I could not use. For this, I needed to stand still for a while in order to aim. So we butsali each other, flew off and again approached, so that once again butsnut. But all these blows were useless. No one could hurt another. Dodging the next admiral’s strike, I tried to kick me with a counterstroke. Two narrow blades with supersonic speed easily pierced the admiral's armor without even pushing him and under enormous pressure poison Shensher hit his body.

“Vampire fang,” groaned Bulle, overcoming unbearable pain.
- A poison Shensherov. Goodbye Admiral. There was no need to take revenge - I would have survived - there was no answer. In the admiral's spacesuit, the poison Shensherov was finishing his dirty work. And where is my shuttle? I saw, pulled up with the help of telekinesis to myself. That's when I understood the words of King Arihonv regarding telekinesis. And I understood why I intuitively did not use him against the admiral.
- Hera, Bulle is dead. What do you have?
- Ships destroyed almost everything.
- Try to capture at least one.
- I got the idea.Nobody shoot at the coordinates of s58j43. Nearest ships will ask to get ready to trap the ship. The rest is destroyed.

While the operation was underway to capture the enemy ship, the rest were all destroyed. They destroyed not only the ships, but also all those who tried to escape. The fight was very fierce. The last ship "fish" was concluded in a force field of a dozen ships.
But they did not want to give up. They preferred to die in battle, than to survive in captivity. It was only when Leah and I combined our mental impact efforts along the line of communication, did they agree to surrender. After that, the trap fields were removed from them, and Leah (and Galka) and I flew to them.
- Kronos, I need your help. After connecting the communication channel with the President of the Earth, translate for her all the conversations to intergalactic. If she answers in the language of Earthlings, then for Marcali you will also translate into intergalactic. And if she deigns to speak intergalactic herself, the translation to Marcal is not required.
- I do.
When we found ourselves in their command post, fear, incredible fear, swept through their minds. And this fright was caused by the appearance of Galka, on whose withers Lia's arm rested. And this evil beast stepped next to Leah like a beautifully trained shepherd. Only about six meters tall at the withers.

- Who is the commander? - Lia turned to the "fish" in their language.
“I,” one of them gurgled.
“I need a connection with the Master.”
- We do not have access to the Master's channel.
- In the event of the death of the fleet commander, on any of your ships there is an emergency communication channel that can be contacted with the Overlord.
“How do you know all this, madam?”
- Admiral Bul told.
“So let him give you a connection with the Master.”
“Bul will not give anyone anything,” I launched a hologram from the cocoon of the last moments of Bul’s life.

Seeing the dying admiral dissolving from the poison, all the “fish” bowed respectfully, as if they were seeing him off on his last journey. At that moment, Leah and I both felt immense danger. What did they feel - felt. Began depressurization of the commander's cabin. "Fish" was not like a fig - there is air or not. Anyway, they are in space suits. They filled the space of the ship with air probably only to reduce the pressure difference. Moments and Arihonian sweeps from behind moved to our heads. Only Galka began to choke. My chakram instantly reassured the one who turned on depressurization. And I, at a distance, without leaving my place, canceled the depressurization command.

“You convinced us,” the commander of the ship gurgled with fear, glancing at Galka, and launched a hologram depicting their ruler. Lia immediately turned on the communication channel with President Faina.
- Who let you bond with me ?! - their ruler gurgled, but when he saw me and Leah fell silent, looking with rage and anger. Yes, and we also considered it, but with curiosity. After all, we always saw Markaley in space suits. And here on the hologram ruler without any armor. Just behind him are a couple of shark-like guards.

- Lord Markaley, I am the chief of staff of the Alliance (the master was distorted from fear and disgust, when he met Galka’s gaze), and this is the President of the Earth, Mrs. Faina.
Your fighting fleet in the amount of two thousand heavy ships under the command of the former admiral Bul, attacked us near our planet. In defense we have completely destroyed your entire fleet, except this ship. Bul is killed, - solemnly, as Leah spoke at the ceremony in the language of "fish."

- So what? - derisively asked the Lord.
“And the fact that we have the right to retaliate, retribution,” Faina insinuated himself into the conversation, “if we were able to destroy your fleet without a single loss, then we will triumph in retaliation.”And what follows after that, you know.
- I do not believe that Earthlings could kill Bul. Who did this? Prove it.
- Bullet I killed in a fair fight - I started recording the ending of my fight with Bul.
- Inquisitor? Ambassador Alex. Still survived.
“Not yet the Inquisitor.” But I do not advise attacking my civilization. I will do the same with you as with Bul.
- Is it true that the battle was lost without loss from the enemy? - He turned to the commander.
- Yes, my lord.
- How many have you destroyed?
- Unfortunately, not a single one.
- Mrs. Faina, maybe we can somehow agree? - From the mockery of the Overlord is not left a trace. Even heard ingratiating intonation.
- Of course we can. There are two options, ”Faina continued,“ the first one: we are flying to you with the mission of retribution and there are already no options. Second, you agree to all our conditions, and we are signing a non-aggression pact.

- What are your terms and conditions of contribution?
- The conditions are very simple. We are releasing your ship. And you do not dare to punish the crew of this ship. If our intelligence reports that within five years at least one member of the crew of this ship will die, then your civilization will pay a contribution of thirty percent of gross income within ten years. The second condition: we are signing this non-aggression pact.
- And if no one dies? - The Lord asked anxiously and in disbelief.
- Then there is only the health of all the crew members of this ship, the condition of non-aggression on us and this pact.
“I agree,” the seal of the Lord Markaley appeared on the image of the document.

When the seal of President Faina appeared on the hologram of the pact, the conversation between the two civilizations ended. King Arihonov and Murlyka flew home with their fleets. Only a king with a sense of accomplishment and without any surprise. After all, this is not his first battle under the command of Leah without a loss. In addition, he was not in the loser. The fleet has remained intact. And the cost of spent fuel and ammunition was more than paid off with several tons of gold. And Purring in thought. On the one hand, he was glad that he had such a talented commander. On the other hand, it was not he who commanded, but they were commanded. Yes, and his first fight in life, won without a loss. He did not even count on that. In general, he had something to think about.