The Spirit of Amelia’s bridge lights turned dark red as a klaxon rang in Azrael and Claire’s ears. More shells struck the hull, and everything shook violently. Outside, entire sheets of armor were blown apart and shorn off.
“Armor’s at 63% integrity,” said Claire. “Those things really hurt! I’m overcharging rep-”
“Wait!” cried Raijin. “Overcharge thrusters instead and enter evasive maneuvers. Tanking its damage is not a sustainable strategy!”
“Got it,” said Azrael. “Gimme that juice.”
Claire immediately pushed the thrusters to the maximum, and applied 50% overcharge to them at the same time. The entire ship jumped forward suddenly, and evaded a couple of shells in doing so.
But that wasn’t enough.
Azrael bit her lip as she slid the yoke down and to the right, while she spun her yaw left. With Amelia’s main thrusters on full, she began to corkscrew away from the frigate. And in doing so easily evaded the next few incoming shells as she pulled further away.