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Ahto City was once a beautiful open-air city filled with Selkath and their friends. Now it was mostly a bombed-out ruin. Some parts of the city were relatively untouched, but these were few and far between. For the past five years, the Sith Imperium had tried, and ultimately failed, to break the fortifications of the Selkath and the Galactic Alliance Remnant. The Sith were finally driven off after a concerted effort from the Selkath, Quarren, Mon Calamari, and the GA Remnant forces in a space battle, but the victory came at great cost.
Was it worth it?, a female flight officer mused to herself as she stared at her rank insignia. She sat in a holed-out wreck of a cantina. A mortar round had come in through the thin roof, its detonation changing most of the cantina's occupants into trace elements. Some of the surviving GA soldiers and Selkath had brought in some tables and chairs in order to use the ruined bar as a break area.
"At least the bar's still intact," Von muttered to herself as she continued eating her cold pasta-like dish. The cantina's heavy food preservation units were protected from the blast by the bar, as were the food processors. Sadly, those processors seemed to be on the fritz.
