<span style="color: #BF0000">The volume of fire traded between the two ships was immense, neither ship appearing to give into the other. But in a situation like this, determination wonâ€™t solely get you victory in ship to ship combat. On the bridge, the Second rolled the navigator out of his seat and took his spot, Sweat and blood mixing on his brow as his fingers slid over the sticky console. The ship shuddered from another impact, almost throwing the wounded Second out of the chair. Bodies and objects few out soundlessly into the vacuum from the newly created hole which was sealed by hallway blast doors. Reseating himself, he punched in the final commands into the computer and stared across the sensor board.<br/><br/>â€œCommanderâ€¦â€ He was indeed captured, somehow he was. Anger rose up in the Second as he looked across to the Elyandra.<br/><br/>â€œHope you rot in hell you fucking heathens!â€ His finger slid over a button and pressed it in.</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #40FF00">[I] On the Elyandraâ€™s bridge [I/]<br/><br/>A small cheer broke when news of the capture of the enemy pilot, and when the CDS ship started spewing escape pods. One crew member glanced back for just a moment at his screen, his face filled with surprise right before another alarm went off.<br/><br/>â€œSubspace rupture detected, analyzing jump signatureâ€¦.. CDS frigate activating hyperdrive, their rupture is .5 km off our port side.â€ A computer voice chimed in. â€œImpact imminent, the CDS ship will hit at 18% of light speed.â€<br/></span><br/><br/>Saul glanced grimly at the battle between his ship and the heathen scout carrier. It didnâ€™t take status reports to tell that his ship was outgunned. If there was a chance to do damage against the ship, it already happened. Sighting in on the Paladin, he raised the mini-gun, barrels spinning. In space, there is no gravity to hold you down, The HOD slowed down and flipped over backwards. The immense recoil of 35mm at four-thousand rounds per minute countering the momentum from before. Preoccupied in trying to see if he hit the machine, he had no idea that Jared was upon him until he slammed into him.<br/><br/>â€œSAUL!â€ Saul wake upâ€¦.. Administrating Morphine and Amphetamines. Saul can you hear me? Wake up dammit!<br/><br/>Alarms bored into his head as he tried to clear his vision. His helmet was cracked, he was sure of that and that headache was a killer. The pain in his head started to clear and suddenly he felt much better. He could see the other machine pounding furiously on him, and no matter how he tried to block his attacks, the other was faster. One punch sent a spider crack on his cockpit window, forcing the metal cover to slam into place.<br/><br/>â€œJudas, give me a sensor reading, I need to see.â€ He was starting to get angry again. A second impact jarred him, and when the 3D radar activated, he could see that the other machine was trying to get his attacker off.<br/>â€œMost weapon systems are down; front armor plating integrity is dropping.â€  His AI said<br/><br/>â€œDoes the laser still function?â€ Saul asked<br/><br/>â€œYesâ€<br/><br/>â€œGood, outline potential weak joints, Iâ€™m going to cut my way out.â€ Saul flipped a couple switches, and glanced at the scan. Outside the mech, a thin cobalt colored laser began to rapidly heat up the area around the lower elbow of the stock mech. The laser started cutting through the arm and moved slowly to finish the job. Saul ignored the second mech that latched on, too focused on his current task to care much. The laser overheated before it was done, but the arm structure was weak enough that it sheared off the next hit.<br/><br/>The Paladin made its move not long after that, and it punched a latch and the HOD powered down. Saul sat inside his cockpit which was now in the arm of the Paladin. His breath came in short bursts, he had lost, and worse yet, he was too be loaded onto the enemy ship. Still angry at himself and the enemy, he sat there in prayer unmoving even when they landed.<br/><br/><br/><br/><span style="color: #0000FF">The CDS frigate lurched forward, rapidly gaining speed for a couple seconds, and then it fell apart. First it sheared from the stress and then the reactor exploded sending chunks of metal everywhere. A few impacted against the Elyandra, most deflecting on the shields it still had, and one large piece punched though the shields and â€œrubbedâ€ against the top of the ship near the rear. All and all, not as much damage as it couldâ€™ve been.</span>