"What does he mean?" Nema turned to Zak, who took the commander's seat.
"Watch and you'll see." Zak busied himself tapping and sliding his fingers, but her attention was caught by the screen. A smaller, much smaller, vessel appeared onscreen, arrowing from beneath their ship toward the fast approaching spheres.
"He's going to fight them!"
"Not so much fight as blast them to pieces," Zak corrected.
"Why not do that from the safety of the ship?"
"Better maneuverability."
Indeed, Ray managed to fly circles around the spiked menace, firing rapidly at each one, leaving them as debris before he aimed his tiny ship at the larger enemy vessel.
"He destroyed them. What's he doing?"
"Being a show-off," Zak grumbled.
Ray weaved to avoid the lightning streaks trying to blow him into space chu
