On the bridge of the Oblivion’s Wake , First Officer Darrow watched the timer on his neural display bleed downward.
The cooldown had ended. The storm began again. navarch ability cooldown 30 seconds
Kel raised one hand. Not to block. To erase . On the bridge of the Oblivion’s Wake ,
“Evasive pattern Delta,” Darrow ordered. The helmsman acknowledged. The Wake twisted, but it was a fat carrier, not a fighter. A railgun round clipped the port nacelle. Alarms howled. Atmosphere vented from C Deck. Eleven souls, gone before they could scream. but it was a fat carrier