Let it breathe, let it breathe, let it breathe for the space cadets

Dragos's unraveling

"Running into the Robinsons Star Cluster, now are you, Commander?" Dragos said, staring down at the space monitor. "Hah, my army can go through it!"

The front half of The Academy was fending itself off fast the speed limit of cruise control.

"Medusa to Dragos Evil," Medusa appeared on the screen. "My patience is running thin."

"Medusa, he is giving you a thrill," Dragos said. "He can't speed the planetoid up any faster for you."

"I can just freeze that vessel in place and be done with it," Medusa said. "something that all your allies are concurring on."

"Ah, but the victory wouldn't be as sweet," Dragos said. "You're enjoying it, aren't you?"

"I can't say I am not," Medusa said, with a pleased smile. "I haven't been on a planetoid chase in the last two years."

"I will make it your worthwhile," Dragos said, with a bright sinister smile.

"You can do that by going after Jason," Medusa said. "And leaving the academy to us. We have won. Let your allies clean up after you."

"Not yet, " Dragos said. "Not until the Commander says it's over!" He smacked his fist on the table. "Not until he surrenders!"

"What part did he play in your exile?" Medusa asked. Dragos did not reply. "None. As Queen of Arcos, I am fair when it comes to revenge and this is not fair."

"The Commander is a friend of Jason," Dragos said. "Jason always rescues his friends and brings them back home safe and sound while I am defeated! Defeated!" He shook his fist. "This time, he cannot come to his rescue! This time his home is in danger. This time I have the upper hand! The Commander is a old man. Killing him will crush Jason's spirit! The next moves our army makes are critical for a complete victory against the Galactic! And if I know Academy Personnel well enough, he isn't going to give up so soon."

"Battle Control can't take any more of this chase," Medusa said, raising a eyebrow with a baffled look on her face then lowered her eyebrow. "neither can he."

"That's what he wants you to think," Dragos said. "That's what they always want me to think."

"Will you consider this battle chase over with when he surrenders?" Medusa asked.

"He can't repair to Battle Control to its prime condition and renew energy," Dragos said. "It'll be the sweetest victory I had against Star Command in years!" Dragos delivered a loud, villainous laughter with his hands closed into fists held up above the space monitor. "Cornered, weak, and defenseless! Exactly what I have been trying to do for years!"

"Medusa out," Medusa said, but his laughter echoed through her bridge's chamber that did not end while she looked over in concern toward the vessel.