Chapter Fifty-Two
Jia kept reminding herself that no matter how powerful the Hunter ship was, it’d been sitting barely active in ice for thousands of years.
Quick repairs might be impressive given the scale of time, but the enemy was not operating at full capacity.
Any small malfunction might give the humans an opportunity to carry out their plan.
The Bifröst wasn’t a mouse taking on an elephant. She was a venomous snake nipping at the ankles of a wounded jackal. With speed and agility, she could bring down the larger prey. Just because something was hard didn’t mean it wouldn’t work.
Raphael’s plan didn’t worry Jia. They would win. They weren’t a ragtag band of misfits, even if they might look that way from the outside. The man currently designing a dangerous if limited-use weapon wa
