The ass of a basilisk. Inodin N.M.

Everything is lost except honor. The civil war was lost, the allies betrayed. What is left? A battered squadron in the orbit of the lost planet and the remnants of the army. The shadow of the former imperial power.

come to terms with defeat and dissolve in the worlds of civilized nations, spitting on that very honor? Or to die heroically, rushing into the last, obviously hopeless battle?

, who have passed all circles of hell, who survived hundreds of battles, the last fighters of the empire can neither betray nor choose suicides mowing under heroism.