Narrator: Captain Kaff Tagon has dispatched the target, collected his amnesiac Sergeant, and come up with a very simple plan for escape.
Tagon: Elf, wake up. I need you awake.
Elf: Captain. . . did you just kiss me?
Tagon: Elf, there's too much teraport denial activity going on. The teraport cage can't send us all back.
Elf: I'm mostly gone. Take Schlock and the prisoner.
Tagon: The prisoner is dead. There's not enough bandwidth to send the three of us back. It's just going to be you and Schlock.
Tagon: I need you awake so I can say goodbye. Tell the troops they're the finest soldiers I've ever served with.
Elf: Are you going to kiss me again?
Tagon: I was planning on it.
Elf: Oh, good.
Elf: You go, sir. Leave me here. I don't think I could live with myself, losing you now.
Tagon: I'm the one who has to stay, because I'm the one with the Dorothy wire in my boots.
Tagon: See, there's not enough bandwidth to send even half of you.
Narrator: It is fast, bloody work, followed by the press of a button. No fanfare, no further farewells.
Narrator: Pranger's Bangers offered no quarter when they caught up with Tagon, but he didn't ask for any. . .
Narrator: He took six of them down before they caught him with a plasma beam. He wanted to die fighting, and while technically he died burning, he went out like he always hoped he would - in a blaze of glory.
Narrator: Schlock and Elf arrived safely aboard the Parrot's Dead, for certain values of "safely."