((Fused Ivrine can't have made all those sabres, he hasn't had a good 15 days of meditation time. The point is whether he made them himself, not if they were made for him.))
*Flax checked his wingmen, left right and behind. Suddenly the com board crackled.*
Com: Red 1 this is Coruscant Traffic Control C, we read a mass launch, please provide an explanation. *The voice sounded board.*
Flax: This is General Flax, we just doing some manuvers for Fleet Commanders.
Com: Sorry to bother you General.
*Flax relaxed a little, traffic controlers were easily impressed by brass.*
Tech: Sir, we have the location.
Thran: Good, transmit to the fighters, once the battle is finished dump all the data, including the Rellentless' specs onto the holonet.
Tech: Why sir?
Thran: We're going to blow this right open.