The explosions rocked the ship in a rather alarming fashion. It seemed the cyborgs weren't going to give in without a fight, or so Riley assumed. Ensconced in a cell, with no windows, no video screen, or anybody to ask what happened, she could only sit, listen, and hypothesize about the unfolding drama. From the percussions vibrating the floor, the muted thunder, and the occasional screams, it appeared violent.
Definitely more than Dennison reckoned on, she'd wager. Why he'd ever thought he'd prevail she didn't know. The cyborgs were heartless, killing machines. But not tough enough in the end.