The ship in front of them was something she had never witnessed before. It was a beast, with a functionality that both entranced and disturbed her. She jumped slightly, creating some space when Xael came to stand in front of her, touching the dash to bring out a hidden compartment that she assumed was part of the security feature. She watched the girl quietly, her eyebrows raising in question. She opened her mouth, about to ask the girl what she just saw when she noted the Hyperdrive was loaded and ready to go. She dodged a large piece of a broken cruiser, when her thoughts were interrupted by Cel and Orion’s discussion. She eyed Xael giving her a, “I saw that…” look before she returned back to the massive ship in front of her, wondering who would design this terror. Her answer came from Orion and she turned to look up at him, only briefly before she eyed the small futile battle in front of her. ACE explained further about the station, and her eyes widened. Valorians, Dark Void technology! Who the hell was this guy?? She turned back to her job, the ship veering to the right, as she tried to focus on what Orion was saying. Despite the way she treated him early, she could tell his memories were painful, and his sadness touched her. She looked up at him quietly as he gazed at the maelstrom, not knowing what to say to comfort him. She pondered as to why she would want to when he explained that the man sent to kill him probably wasn’t in coalition with this behemoth. She was about to comment on all this information when suddenly another ship swung towards them, She narrowly swung out of the way, gripping the handles tightly as she headed back towards Phobos. She charged through the carnage of space, expertly dodging heavy debris and strike shots. She could hear the harrowing calls for help and the screams of innocent civilians who just hours before were just laughing in the market place. A ship to the left of them blew up, bodies floating into space, those that weren’t killed by the blast gasped for oxygen that they could not find. Ursa reared to the right, not willing to let herself be overcome by the carnage, as she had passengers with her. She was waiting for just the right moment to use the hyperdrive when suddenly a loud eruption exploded beneath her and the ship swung out. She grit her teeth, digging in her feet as she tried to retain control, “[color=00a99d]COME ON!![/color]” She gained some leverage and swung back, noting something was wrong. It took her a minute to realize what it was. It was the silence. No more calls for help or orders to the fleet, because Phobos was gone. She stared forward, their ship surrounded by the remains of destroyed ships. She looked at it all with a torn expression not even realizing a tear had fallen down her cheek, as the chaos erupted around her. Suddenly a deep blue light erupted from the behemoth, and Ursa watched in horror as this wave hit many of the remaining ship's Drives cutting them off before her. This wasn't an act of war. This was a complete genocide. Annihilation to completion. Innocents destroyed so quickly and efficiently. She stared at the behemoth as if it had a new face. One showing an evil that she had never seen firsthand, and she had seen some dark hells in her own past. Her shock was broken by ACE in the background when suddenly Orion’s voice hit her like a hammer. She followed his command, reacting quickly as she slammed back the control lever powering off the vessel instantly as all the lights and energy in the ship turned off. The wave only feet from the ship now. They were far enough from Phobos’ atmosphere that they wouldn’t fall but the gravity in the room was also canceled. Ursa rose slightly off her seat but was held down by her seatbelts. She glared at the ship in front of her, as she responded to Xael, “[color=00a99d]We can’t do anything to it in this, and I don’t think we have much time, before they realize that we are still alive. They clearly don't want any survivors and I don't plan on dying today. So.. Handso..I mean Orion, tell me when I can hyperdrive out of here...[/color]” She wiped her cheek, her emotions locked down as she turned down the ship's thermostat the air inside the ship turning colder by the minute. Just in case they were scanning for bodies, the cold would help to block their heat signatures. It wasn't a fast method but with that machine as big as it was, she figured its range was split into different quadrants which would make readings a smaller percentage, "[color=00a99d]That might help if they are tracking for life forms. Try to keep your breaths short and soft.[/color]"