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"Helm, time until course change?"<br />

"Fifteen minutes, Ma'am."<br />

There was nothing that she could do now, so she concentrated on the holo tank and her link to<br />

her ship self. The Bak'ra had emerged closer than she had anticipated. They were still towards<br />

the edge of the missile envelope, but not <strong>by</strong> as much as she would have wished. More and more<br />

missiles were starting to make it closer to the fleeing Guardian ships.<br />

Just a little bit longer, come on, just a little bit longer.<br />

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The Expeditionary Fleet had been incredibly lucky so far. Several ships had suffered minor<br />

damage; blown gravitic shield generators, minor damage to outer hull platting, that sort of thing,<br />

but nothing serious so far. The fleet had carefully kept at the edge of missile range for as long as<br />

they could. Still, the Bak'ra had closed the gap.<br />

There wasn't much that the Expeditionary Fleet could do in the way of evasive maneuvers. Small<br />

shifts in course, hoping to force the Bak'ra to waste more missiles, but other than that, they<br />

depended on their counter missiles, and aft gravitic disks.<br />

The sheer weight of Bak'ra fire was cutting the advantage that superior technology granted the<br />

Tiri. Even the still long range was not as much of a help as it could have been with that many<br />

missiles. It was only a matter of time.<br />

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The Medusa hurtled through space, writhing and dodging as much of the murderous fire as she<br />

could. The Type-Thirteen Variant Guardian ship was fully crewed, something that her Guardian<br />

appreciated a lot at the moment.<br />

Nicholas was deep into his ship bond, coordinating the defenses with the other Guardians, when<br />

his world went insane.<br />

A single warp gate missile had managed to slip past everything the Expeditionary Fleet could<br />

throw at it. Others made it through as well, but they detonated at the wrong angle, or wasted their<br />

energy on the thick drive disks. This one skimmed under the Heavy Cruiser, Ninia, and then<br />

detonated a mere kilometer away from Medusa's rear flank.<br />

The missile's small fusion bottle drained itself in one massive burst, powering the small warp<br />

gate generator in the missile's nose. The unstable warp gate it created clawed at the Medusa's<br />

gravitic shields, like a dozen others at that moment.<br />

This one slipped through.

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