Kyle grits his teeth. "I told you all." In one split second he has made his decision. He activateds the coms and sends the signal to Ateron and the colony only. "All Colony and Ateron Forces Withdraw. I'll buy you time to prepare a defense... Good Luck." With those words he flies straight towards the heart of the enemy fleet, taking out enemy suits along the way, heading in a straight path for the flagship. His speed increases x2, then x10 till his suit is a blur. The speed puts stress on his body and he feels some of his wounds tear open. He also tastes blood in his mouth. "Well Kyle old boy, this may be it. Your gonna join Roxy, but at least you will buy these preople some time and take out a few more of those damn AI ships. They killed Roxy. You can't let this kill anyone else." He says, not realizing he has left the coms open.