"Auto, where are we?" 

It was a good question, and Desha wanted a good answer. The Emplaeur had been cruising around the stars, following the trail of a dreadnaught-turned-merchant ship. So far, there was no sign of any ships out in the shadowy darkness. 

Then the ambush happened. 

There were two dreadnaughts, large, ugly ships, but with strong firepower. Along with them was a cruiser, three frigates, and a multitude of starfighters. All had weapons blazing, and all were deadly.....But they had met their end trying to fight the Empaleur. The shields on her were incredibly, more than top of the line, and big ships like dreadnaughts were prime targets. "Auto, turn us toward that big one with the ion cannon below." Ion cannons were something to worry about. They were Massive guns designed to wipe out whole cities, and even the Empaleur's shields would only last two or so hits. 

"Target found and locked. Proceed with usual course of action?" It was the lovely voice of Selas. Desha found it relaxing in a time like this. "Yes..Prepare to open fire with the cannons." Everything was going fine. Most captains would be worried about the Ion cannon, but Desha was confident. Seconds later, the Empaleur shot forward to the Dreadnaught.

It went through like a sharpened sword through butter. The dreadnaught was there, then there was a gaping hole in their main control room, spilling out personnel like blood. "Such a beautiful sight.." Desha said, to no one in particular. This ship was dead. He had no use terrorizing the crew, or stopping their escape. With the control room destroyed, and their captain and high ranking officers probably dead, the ship was as good as stuck. 

"Turn toward the other Dreadnaught, and order the cannons to open fire on those starfighters." 

It was time to finish this battle and move along.