Shadoloo recieved the message, then found where on the ship it was sent from. He sprinted to catch up with the rest of his forces. The corridors were becoming more empty, and more blood-stained than they were before. The forces were moving foreward faster than they had anticipated. "Captain," He called to one of the group leaders, "Take command here, I have a situation to attend to. Keep pushing foreward, but keep the intersections guarded. We don't want the rebels sneaking up on us from behind." The captain gave an affirmative and ordered the soldiers foreward. Shadoloo designated three platoons to follow him, and they set off across the ship. They reached the wall behind which the message had come from, and set charges into the wall. Seconds later, a massive explosion ripped through the wall, sending shrapnell and dust into the air. The soldiers rushed into the room, striking at anything that wasn't wearing friendly colors. Shadoloo was about to jump through the hole and assist his men, when something in his peripheral vision caught his attention. Through a window to the outside, a familiar figure could be seen climbing into an antigrav tube which connected to another rebel ship. Tumic Swui! The slightly rotund figure of a man closed the vaccuum seal behind himself, then the antigravity activated, sending him flying up to the other end of the tube. Behind him, groups of guards repeated the process to reach the other ship. Shadoloo called into his comlink, on an open channed "I have identified the target. He has just left the flagship and has boarded a secondary support vessel, currently connected to this ship. I am in pursuit, requesting all available backup." A crackling voice came back as he ran through the corridors to reach the tube which the rebels had just used. <Remain where you are, we do not have positive identification on the target. Tacticians believe that Swui is still aboard the flagship. He has been known to use body doubles. I repeat, do not pursue...> The transmition was cut off as Shadoloo closed the door to the tube behind him, and was rocketed several hundreds of meters to the connecting ship in seconds. The antigrav leveled off as he reached the other end, then grabbed on to the hand and feet rails, which cut the gravity. Suddenly he was staring down at a quarter of a mile long drop, as he fumbled to open the door to the other ship.