Jess studied space around the Wanderer. No longer was it empty. Now the estimated paths of their attackers were glowing trails, shining most brightly at the points where they would unleash an attack. Those points were certain, while the paths to get there were guesses.
The next attack was only a few seconds away, but this time Jess was waiting. Before, he had only used the Wanderer’s laser weaponry. Anything else would be too slow. The enemies would have moved on from their firing position and be gone like ghosts again.
Not this time. Jess fired every plasma weapon the Wanderer had, and launched several salvoes of missiles. One set of missiles, and much of the fired plasma, was aimed towards where he knew the ship would soon be. The rest he had fired in two different directions
