A chaotic mess of a battle awaited Avery as he flew out of the Intrepid's hangar.
Everything looked vastly different from the Dauntless' viewscreen then when he was sitting in the captain's chair of his carrier ship.
He had gone from being in command of a behemoth of a vessel that loomed over everything else, to piloting a single small craft.
As he glanced about and approached the nearest group of enemy fighters, two of the ships peeled off and started coming towards him.
Flashes of red light burst from the laser cannons mounted on the front of the fighters, and Avery had not been prepared to get out of the way since he was distracted taking everything.
The blasts impacted against his shields and shook the Dauntless a bit but only drained his shield capacity by a couple percentage points.
Still, this was a wakeup call for him.
