La’Rue stumbled when the ground shook beneath the freighter. She made sure the lift locked into place before she turned and stored the stunning rod in its spot next to the lift. She quickly reached out to steady herself when the ground violently trembled again. She gripped the metal railing of the ladder and began to climb. Once on the upper level, she slid the straps of the bag free from her shoulders. Her fingers were tightly wrapped around the straps as she took off down the corridor.
“H, what is the status outside?” she yelled.
The service bot met her in the corridor. She glanced at the screen it flashed in front of her. From the brief glimpse, she could see that the city was under attack.
La’Rue strode into the engine room. She crossed to the sealed compartment that housed the fuel
