"Instructions understood Master Wren."
A few moments later there were several large explosions, then several more that grew in intensity.
"If they have any brains at all that ought to slow them down a bit." Wren said with a wry grin. A grin that rapidly evaporated as the attack ships, kept flying into destruction. "Damn, here I thought the Wablongs were morons."
"Master Wren," Trigon broke in a moment later, "Thermic missile supply is less than fifty percent. I have a small supply of photonic missiles. Do you wish to deploy them?"
Wren's head snapped up, "exactly how many do you have? Even with the extreme heat of the thermics, the photonic can do three times the damage. Plus, you know it takes longer to make them." Wren sighed as she thought. "Keep them in reserve, they could help us escape if the shit hits the fan."
"Uh, yes Master Wren, reading more than half the fleet is destroyed. Thermics reaching twenty percent, beginning to evacuates the area." Trigon said.
"Get us as close to where my brother's ship is. How much damage did our first salvo cause?" Wren asked.
"I am reading a power loss of over forty percent; shields are still near full. It appears that his regular engines are operating at full capacity, though his jump engines are not at full." Trigon said.
"Can we catch them; with the horde we have following us?" Wren asked.
"Given the fact that we have used a substantial amount of power in this attack, it is possible. I do suggest though, that we limit our action to as little as we can." Trigon added.
"Damn, so, no chance to really blow his ass out the sky I take it?" Wren asked.
"No master Wren I am afraid not." Trigon said.
"Well, hell, way to blow a really good day all to hell, Trigon." Wren said.
"Though I am unsure as to how to take that, I do the best that I can Master Wren." Trigon said.
Wren nodded as she looked at the readouts. "Well, I guess I'll have to take what I can. Any chance of getting any more speed out of the sub-light?" Wren asked.
"I have added all the power that I can. Also, you said to warn you when the containment field dropped any." Trigon warned.
"Shit!" Wren said as she grabbed a strangely configured weapon.
The black oozing liquid slowly seeped out of the small vial it had been in. Ah it thought, they were in space. It could feel the throbbing of the engines, though, there was most definitely something different about them. Moving further back into the ship it received a shock, what?! Transwarp energy? No then that meant... A blue energy beam engulfed Temprotron as it screamed.
"What? You really thought that I'd give you a chance to get lose on another planet?" Wren said with a smile even as the ship pitched violently. "Trigon report!" Wren yelled.
"Your brother's ship, managed to get a shot through, no damage though." Trigon reported.
"Shit! Fire two photonic missiles. Let him know we're damn series!" Wren growled as two slightly larger missiles streaked from her ship.
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