Pozdag
Commander Frenz looked up at the night sky and the shadows of the Prylak fleet in orbit. The aging Kisani sighed, knowing this world was about to come to an end. Frenz was a milita commander and head of defense for this colony and would fight to defend his homeworld. He nodded to the young Miranu lieutenant who was his second in command.
"Is all ready, Maeret?" Maeret nodded and replied yes. Their world would be destroyed of that it had been certain. Civillian ships had been scrambled long before the Prylak had come to the system and had fled hours ago. All that were left were a few hundered who wished to see their final moments on the world they had been born on.
Frenz tapped his link and said calmly, "Command, begin orbital defesne."
In orbit above the planet, the Prylak sensors picked up massive flares of energy. It was the planet's planetary defense grid going online. This had caught them by surprise, and even though there were more then a 1000 ships, it was hell. Once more the Prylak fleet felt the fury of the defenders of Pozdag in their final hours. Weapons of powerful might fired bursts of energy towards the stars, hitting many a Prylak vessel and taking them down. After all, Pozdag was a Galactica world, and though the Emperor was somewhat cruel, he didn't leave out the fact that he would leave any of his worlds totally defenseless.
The Raven took heavy damage, but Sojin had done his job well. The Prylak ships had no idea what they had gotten themselves into. Sojin shouted over the din of noise to the helmsman. "Helm, bring us down 180 degrees. Weaps, fire what he have left and drop the last twelve mines as we go. On my mark...now!"
The Raven did what she was built for, give and take fire. Yet the Sedran class was also designed not only as a light crusier but as a manuverable asset. In that, she was more agile then a Crescent Warship. Mines were dropped from her hull and her whitefire emmiteres played havoc with her hunters. Then in an amazing feat, she turned 180 degress...downwards. The Raven's afterburners glowed with white fire as they were pushed to the limit.
This caught the Prylak off guard just a bit, but it gave an edge. Also, twelve mines exploded as Prylak ships hit them. Yet that wasn't the worst of it. They had been led near the crippled Ragnorak; she may not have been able to move, but that didn't count for squat in somethings.
Major Boon looked at the main veiwscreen, and with decisive thought gave an order. Her ship had been crippled and that had made her mad. Time for them to pay up in kind. With grim pride she said simply two words. "Unleash hell..."
The Prylak vessels were caught offguard once more as the mighty ship opened fire with her remaining weaponry, which was still great and destructive. Whitefire beams blazed all about the Prylak fleet even as bolts of golden energy slammed into oncoming Prylak vessels. The Prylak ships may have gotten some shots off, but they were in the end decimated beyond doubt. Of some 400 ships that had chased the Raven, only a scant three dozen remained, mostly those who had been very lucky.
Sera patted the console of her seat and said, "Thank God the Miranu were brillant. You're one of a kind, Raggy. One of a kind...
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