Each flickering image depicted the rapid invasions of Hylobi, Chalacta, Artesia, New Apsolon, and Raydonia—their worlds crumbling beneath the relentless advance of the Mandalorian Neo-Crusaders as Field Marshal Fett lead them to triumph after triumph.
His thoughts flickered to the countless warriors who had stood beside him, their spirits unyielding even in the face of insurmountable odds. Each successful assault was a testament to their unity, their ferocity, and their unwavering loyalty to the Mandalorian creed.
The holo-display of Hylobi caught his attention—a once-vibrant world now engulfed in flames. Civilian ships fled as the Neo-Crusader forces descended like a storm, their tactical maneuvers executed with deadly precision. He could almost hear the echoes of blaster fire and the roar of landing craft.
The sight filled him with a sense of grim satisfaction; they were reclaiming what had been lost, carving their names into the annals of history once more.
He turned his attention to Chalacta, where the native populace, caught off-guard by the sudden invasion, desperately scrambled for safety. Vreegan felt a twinge of sympathy for them, but it was drowned out by the resolve of a battle-hardened leader. They had become obstacles in the path of the Neo-Crusaders' destiny.
The time for diplomacy had long passed.
As he continued to monitor reports from Artesia and New Apsolon, the glow of his console illuminated the hardened lines of his face. The reports were clear: the Neo-Crusaders were not just conquering; they were liberating.
Each world they took was a step towards the Great Crusade, an overwhelming tide of force that would cleanse away the galaxy of those not bound within beskar-forged armor nor heard the tales of Kad Ha'rangir
Vreegan Fett's voice rang out, commanding and fierce, cutting through the ambient noise of the bridge. "Brothers and sisters, the galaxy has long forgotten the strength of the Mandalorians. Let them remember our names! Hylobi, Chalacta, Artesia, New Apsolon, Raydonia, Yavin—these are but the first in a long line of worlds that shall fall under our banner. We are not mere conquerors; we are the storm that will reshape the very fabric of the galaxy!"
