I bit back a curse and sent a burst message to Kyrshaw to warn Quatra to keep the Celestial away. Then I turned my attention back to the oncoming fighters.
The first of the two cluster fighters came in fast, firing as it went, with the piloted control fighter in the middle and a collection of linked drones surrounding it. The second cluster followed in a defensive pattern, covering the faster one’s flank. I reversed the engine on the Dagger and it screamed to a halt faster than either of the other pilots expected. Instead of overtaking me with enough time to target and adjust their weapons, they both soared past me, and I spun around after them, falling in behind them while facing the same direction. The engine on my shuttle strained against the new push as I pulled up the targeting feed
