Admiral Vorn stared at the display which now showed only empty space where the Wanderer had floated before. He was aware of the Starslayer’s officers moving quietly around him. Casting cautious glances his way, trying to measure his mood. Not that he would give anything away to them unless he chose to.
Inside, he was getting frustrated. This was threatening to turn into a massive game of cat and mouse. At that moment he would happily have given up the entire squadron of Banshees for a tar pit. That would put a stop to the Wanderer’s disappearing act.
He was a practical man, though. He didn’t have a tar pit, so he needed to find another solution. The problem was finding the fine line between incapacitating the Wanderer and badly damaging it, or even destroying it.
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