Jenna had nothing. There was simply nothing she could think of. It wasn’t even as if she could push the Defender hard and keep going beyond the Tagrale to outrun the alien ship. It was significantly faster than the Defender, with an ability to accelerate which Jenna could only dream of. Not as fast as the fighters she’d flown years before, but it was much closer to those than to what the Defender was capable of.
She checked her displays. Two minutes till the Defender reached the Tagrale. Two minutes until… well, she had no idea. Should she increase the level of the shields? No. It would make little difference in the time she had.
A dark part of her was tempted to reduce the shields. To make it easier for the alien ship to destroy the Defender. The despair she’d been holding at
