A Question of Dominion, Pt 2
As the Gerveaux and Tyreia fleets fought each other tooth and nail, a small fleet slipped through the far left flank unseen and undetected. Not just because there was a massive fight occurring a dozen kilometers away, but because their ship’s signatures were so low that they were practically invisible to every other sensor in the area.
The Accursed Bootlegger and Maetel’s Lament both crept forward as they maneuvered around the array’s many orbital stations and facilities. They were both being escorted by Xylo’s stealth fighter wing, along with six fighter-sized drones.
The drones were somewhat reminiscent of Raijin’s cottonball drones and were bird-like in design. But that was as far as the similarities went. Instead of fat and round bumbling little devices, these resembled sleek and angular hawks. They certainly seemed far deadlier than their much smaller and cuter counterparts.