Katani Chass stood on the bridge of his command ship as he watched video from several different angles of the destruction of the Last Chance and subsequent decimation of the planet and surrounding moons. He was devestated. That truly had been their last chance. He sighed to himself as he considered his options. After the partial dismantling of the main Imperial fleet earlier, the Kuatis had been prepared to jump in and finish off what was left. But, since the arrival of that terrifying new superweapon, and even more startling, the announcement that the Empire had returned, Chass knew that resistance without help would be futile. He could jump in with all guns blazing, but he doubted that even Thrawn himself could have pulled off that kind of an upset. With a sigh, he realized what he had to do.
Chass: Mr. Lee, order the worst-case scenario evacuation order. Things are going to be rough for a while, but I believe we can get through it.
The Kuati fleet moved itself into a hyperspace position. Katani's only solace amongst this whole thing was that very few civilians from Kuat had died. Nearly all had been evacuated to the over one-thousand starships in the fleet. He gave the order, and in masses of thirties and forties the ships jumped to hyperspace, but where they would emerge would be a surprise to all but a few...
"Space is big... really big. I mean, you wouldn't believe how vastly, hugely, incomprehensibly big it is. You may think it's a long way down the road to the chemist, but that's just peanuts to space." The Hitchiker's Guide to the Galaxy