Pursued, attacked, and practically hunted by concentrated spiritual energy blasts.
That was the precarious situation Battalion 10's battleship had found itself in as it continued getting pelted by attacks that couldn't be intercepted by conventional point-defense shells.
And if even Finn, who was still a mere cadet, could recognize the glaring problem, it was no wonder the experienced captain suddenly slammed his fist against the console.
"The shields won't hold up for long if we keep getting hit like this!"
Of course, it wasn't as though anyone aboard wanted to remain in a position where they could do nothing but receive blows!
After all, even non-sentient military battleships had their own dignity to uphold!
Unfortunately, they were currently trapped within the relatively tight confines of the planet's upper atmosphere, where initiating a spatial jump wasn't possible just yet.
