Saul had spoken with the female mechanic for some time, the conversation was pleasant if frustrating at times. Her faith was weak, but he felt that she would see the light in his words and return for another discussion. She excused herself and handed the guard the bible she brought with her, in turn the man gave it to Saul through a slot in his cell. Content to have his keepsake once again, he sat against the bed and opened to read from the beginning of Psalms.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Blessed is the one<br/>    who does not walk in step with the wicked<br/>or stand in the way that sinners take<br/>    or sit in the company of mockers,<br/>2 but whose delight is in the law of the Lord,<br/>    and who meditates on his law day and night.<br/>3 That person is like a tree planted by streams of water,<br/>    which yields its fruit in season<br/>and whose leaf does not wither—<br/>    whatever they do prospers.<br/>4 Not so the wicked!<br/>    They are like chaff<br/>    that the wind blows away.<br/>5 Therefore the wicked will not stand in the judgment,<br/>    nor sinners in the assembly of the righteous.<br/>6 For the Lord watches over the way of the righteous,<br/>    but the way of the wicked leads to destruction.</span><br/><br/>The sharp wails of a klaxon alarm broke into his concentration, it appears that this vessel was under attack again, and from the sound of it Michael and his holy fleet had arrived to exact judgment upon these sinners and malcontents. Destruction was almost assured, the fleet had enough firepower to crack the earth into great chunks of debris. He chuckled to himself.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"So, this is the day I meet my Lord in heaven"</span><br/><br/>Setting the bible onto his bunk, he moved to one knee on the cold, metallic floor and prayed. He prayed for himself, recounting his past deeds and honors in serving the great God above. Then he prayed for his brothers out in the fight, that soon their holy mission would come to an end and all will behold the might of heaven. Pausing for just a moment, he also prayed for the souls on the Elyandra, that even though their minds and hearts were filled with sin and heresy that they would be judged fairly. Standing up, he took a few steps towards the force field that kept him inside and waited for salvation.<br/><br/>Low rumble filled his ears, with Elyandra's hyperdrive spooling up and with a final shutter they hit super luminal speeds. It appeared he would live to see another day.