Uran pointed his shotgun at the thudding panel, stepping between it and Mana in an effort to better cover her if something were to burst out. The situation was far more dire than before, as it was evident that whatever was down there had great strength to create such a clamor. "Get behind me, lady Mo-an!" he snarled in repeat of his previous command, not letting his eyes off of the source of the noise. He would only make orders towards her in the event of her safety, as protecting her was even more important than not hurting her feelings from time to time. The fallthrisi didn't seem to heed him very well, as she bravely floated closer to the noise to try and get a better view. "Hmmmm?" She hummed in a questioning tone before extending out a tendril and touching a device next to the panel. The panel flung open and whatever was trapped inside smashed downward, letting out a bunch of angry sounding noises as he fell. The two of them were far quicker to gather their wits about them as they gazed upon the intruder, as they were both very accustomed to many different races of all shapes and sizes. This one wasn't familiar to them even if insectoids certainly were. Mana did know more races than average, but it still wasn't that odd to find a new one every so often. For all they knew it could be an everyday UNT race. Whatever the case, how and when it snuck on the ship was the bigger issue. It was highly doubtful it had snuck through security on Elistore, so it had to be after...Yes, that thought to be uninhabited planet of intelligent life they had landed on afterwards was the only one that made sense. ANI and Mana both came to this conclusion, only ANI coming to it within milliseconds. Mana's thoughts were soon enveloped by something foreign to her entering her brain. It was speech, of that she was certain. She couldn't understand the words, but she did feel like the intent of them was getting through to her. It was very curious of them and was asking questions. It didn't seem hostile. In any case, even if it tried something now, it would easily be defeated, especially now that it was wounded. Speaking of which, they might bring her to the nurse for a checkup just in case the fluid it was leaking was going to be problematic. It would also be a good, secure place to be if the ship was under attack. "I am Mana Vil Mo-an," she said in anolo, the official language of the UNT. "Do you understand?" Most races in the UNT could, but if it was in that backwater planet than it was possible that it couldn't. Judging by the fact that it went with it's native language to start with, that's more than likely the case. "Uran, put down your weapon. We need to show that we mean it no harm," she ordered. Uran clearly didn't like this, but they did still have the advantage over him even without a weapon. "Alright, but fly out of his reach," he said after a pause. "Deal," she said. He could be stubborn so she would at least comply that much until the tension of the situation eased. "Follow me," she said to them, motioning with a tendril and turned to head for the medical bay. Hopefully her body language was universally understood by almost any culture. ******************** "Man, I hate these clunky things," a red haired man garbed in a white uniform complained from inside the cockpit of one of the golden fighters. "Top of the line my foot." He had multiple silver ear piercing and vibrant eyes; one purple and one grey. "Cut the chatter, airman first class Lechstor Alborxa" a clearly alien voice sounding like a guttural, squawking hiss interjected into his cockpit. "Enemy in range in 10 seconds. 4 Bokites. Let's kill." "Yeah, yeah, sergeant big nose," he mumbled under his breath. Bokites. Hopefully they could put up a fight against him enough to provide some entertainment. Handicapped in a slow moving vessel such as this one, perhaps they could manage some interesting maneuvers against him, even if penetrating his shields would be virtually impossible by a few lucky passes. Perhaps the Exeralune could achieve something as well, given how it was their objective to capture it. Must be worth something to go through all of this trouble. Eyeing the Exy, his eyes caught a slight movement of a turret angling his way. Nice try. He jerked his controls moments before a beam sliced through the distance between them. The gunner's aim was good and Lechstor wasn't in the fighter he was used to, causing it to only narrowly miss the tip of his tail. He made a "tisk" sound as he maneuvered his ship to dodge additional shots as two bokites advanced on his position guns blazing. One of them zoomed past him to help target the boarding ship while the other maneuvered onto his tail. "Let's see what you're made of," he said with a smirk, continuing his path towards the Exeralune but weaving underneath it to dodge the turret if it tried to target him again. Meanwhile he did an impressive loop around the other side of the Exy to see if the trailing pilot could keep up with his movements. As his turn completed, the boarding ship and attacking bokites came into view again. Opening fire, he obliterated one of them that was about to do heavy damage to the boarding ship's engines. The other bokie did some damage against the side of the craft before overtaking it and having to go for another pass, dodging some shots from Lechstor all the while. However, the pilot wasn't fast enough to stop his or her target. The boarding craft fired a very powerful, short range plasma beam into the starboard side of the Exy somewhat near the front. It crashed into the location moments after, sending the shields rippling back as they were torn away from the combined might of the sudden attack. ******************** The ramp at the front of the landing ship smashed downward through the entrance they had made, allowing white uniformed people of various races to storm into the hallway. Some had on armor, but most of them only in light armor while only a few wore full body covering. A group of four security personnel was taken off guard by this sudden appearance. Raising their weapons they tried to fight back, but the much larger enemy force cut them down within seconds. "To the bridge. Time to pay their little captain a visit," one of them ordered.