The question was not one Bendak could answer. He himself didn't know what had happened, so he stated rather bluntly, "I don't know."
"Sir, they're pulling us in," A crewmember called out.
"Let them."
A few minutes later the battle scarred and nearly destroyed corvette entered the hangar, it's huge mass landing with a dull thud. A few armored plates flew off and exposed wiring continued to spark spontaneously. A huge boarding ramp lowered slowly, it's damaged gears producing a deafening sound.
"Alright," Bendak started, "Everyone out. Let's see what the future's like." He sincerely hoped the plague had been eradicated.
Stepping off the ramp to join his men, the huge Mandalorian removed his helmet for the first time in 390 years, exposing a scarred face with deep turquoise eyes. The crewmembers of Emberli's ship surrounded his, staring curiously at the time travelers. Bendak didn't really know what to expect.
"Where's the Mand'alor," he demanded.