“Pulse cannons at the ready,” Jas said. “Fire.”
A battery of pulses flew from the Thylacine’s cannons, arcing across space, toward the Shadow ship. The first arrived before the ship’s force field was fully employed, and the holo displayed a satisfying splash of light directly across its hull. The following pulses hit soon after, spreading out across the force field and dissipating into space.
“Second degree hull damage on the enemy ship, Commander,” Trimborn said, his gaze intent on his console.
Score one to the Thylacine. The following battle might be long and hard until they finally subdued the enemy vessel, but they already had an advantage.
The return pulses weren’t slow in coming, but the Thylacine’s force field shrugged them off.
Jas leaned forward in her seat to look at the hol
