Silently it rose in a wide arc, swinging around to annihilate the small safety of the escape capsule. Lei’s eyes boiled with rage, watching the inevitable crushing and explosion, her fate sealed. Without warning a storm of lights rushed past, knocking the mech off course. These bright energy bursts coursed over Lei’s field of view like a rush of flocking birds. Their power escalated quickly. Starting as a minor annoyance, small fireballs hit the mech, it takes evasive maneuvers, jetting around in three dimensions attempting to break the clear firing angle. The canopy of a large craft floats over Lei, and blots out the action, firing a fiercesome barrage of energy outwards. Like the rhythm of a drum, the flashing lights slow over time, calibrating to an unknown variable in the field. They become meticulous and large beams, shooting off over hundreds of kilometers. During this firing, she is hailed by the ship. “This is the ship Nazer of the Kuipterran Autocracy, please respond.”
