Chapter 75

Three small starships weaved through the vast expanse of interstellar space, locked in a chaotic chase that left streaks of dazzling light in their wake. Meanwhile, the remaining starships closed in, encircling the rebels. The ones who had just cleared a path for Sean. It was clear they wouldn't be allowed to escape alongside him. "Ana, keep that motion sickness remedy close. I'm about to pull some maneuvers," Finlay said, his focus sharpening in the face of combat. Aware of Analise's susceptibility to space travel sickness, he had been keeping the ship's speed as low as possible. Eyes fixed on the control panel, Analise traced the cluster of red dots and pointed to a specific location. "There." "This is their most likely escape route. The Ironhorn Alliance is right behind us. "I'll call Karl on the interstellar comms. Finally, take the ship to this position. "They're not likely to escape toward the Ironhorn Alliance, so we just need to hold our ground and wait for Scott and the