A helpless adder mining at the edge of the planetary ring is suddenly the target of a frontal assault. Batteries of scans hail its doom as the misguided attempt to retract its weapons in self defense. The pythons fire a slew of lasers obliterating the shields instantly. Then nothing, a second of indifference passes before the entourage of eagles dive into the asteroids firing haphazardly at the cargo hatch.
Finding its mark a few hit home and the contents spools out into the open bouncing and jostling. Quickly the pack scoop up the parcels, all flashing red [illicit cargo] on the display as the sensors catch a parcel float by.
Pushing power to weapons, the remainder to shields the light of the sun bounces off the graphite tactical paint shimmering in the void. Moving at full speed firing beam lasers at the first eagle catching it by surprise. Too busy collecting parcels to notice the cobra appear from no where the eagles focus elsewhere. Seconds pass, literally two of them before the shields buckle just in time for the multi-cannons to rain munitions onto the exposed skin of the ship. The intermittent splash of beam lances the power supply tempted the eagles doom. A panic turn drives the eagle into the asteroid, the sudden explosion of panic pops and flashes in the viewport.
A 13,0000 credit bounty whistles across the display. The pack runs, fear spilling from their vets as they boost in unison back to their parental others. A lone python eyes the cobra with a curiosity; cargo, and kill warrant scan flash on the display. The Queen opens fire, punctuating the moment the real battle began!
