...g to cut him off. Both ships traded blasts, but Isme took the worst of it and Celine bit her lip as she heard her sister scream before her ship exploded.
Celine growled and focused even harder. Damn you! She was just a child! She swerved and rolled, firing at the ship as Bastian moved to get around him. The King was flying well, but Bastian had her back and the two of them flew well together. She went low and Bastian high, the two blasts catching the King’s ship in the crossfire. It was badly damaged after that and Celine knew it wouldn’t last long.
The King must have known it as well as he flew straight for the nearest world. "No, you don’t!" Celine yelled, but she hadn’t expected her prey to do that and she only got one shot off which caught the wing before it was close enough to the world that she dared not follow. She cursed, slamming the console. "I’m going down there. Mickey is mine."
"No, you aren’t." Celine’s head shot up at that sound.
"Syrus, don’t tell me what I’m going to do. I’m going to finish this now."
"Negative. Xenia wants you and Bastian back here immediately. The King’s ship is disabled. He’ll be easy prey later. We need you for phase three."
Celine growled, nearly slamming the headset into the wall. She reined in enough of her temper to keep it intact. "That bastard killed Zan and Isme! I’m not going to just leave them unavenged!"
"Celine," Bastian said, hi...