THE LIGHTS WENT OUT. Krat. “Defense units, go, go, go,” shouted Jas, even as the unit at the top of the ladder opened the hatch and vaulted into the corridor. Above her, the rest of the units poured through the hatch in turn. She raced up the ladder. Laser fire from above told her that guards had been posted.
Jas leaped out and barreled down the corridor. It was a ten-minute walk to the bridge. The units would be there in two. A door opened to her right. The medical center. Sparks looked out.
“Get inside and barricade yourself in,” called Jas over her shoulder as she flew past. She wondered what the doctor thought of her mental state now. The units were getting away. She sprinted, her weapon flying behind her on its strap.
Her only hope was that the high-power lasers of the defense unit
