“Target position check,” Tenner ordered, almost casually.
“No change,” the Hunter from the sensor blister called back.
“Excellent. Maintain speed and heading,” Tenner ordered, but before his helmsman could reply, a bright wash of light strafed the forward hull just before the bridge. The deck heaved and men were thrown to the floor as a forward laser battery was bisected and exploded. Pulling himself back into his chair, Tenner roared for order. As the flames parted, he watched the Scythe twirl away as the anti-air weapons littered across the upper hull of the Vicious exploded into action, tracking the target, but too slow to keep up.
