Elizabeth panted hard. The small station's defenses weren't doing well to holding up. The small transport ship undocked, it contained a mobile suit, a gundam frame torso and merely the last member of the Octavius family.  Graze's that were poorly equiped and in mild disrepair undocked and flew out of the hangar bay of the tiny station. They went to greet the enemy, another minor player in the gjallerhorn scene, but one that definitely held more power than House Octavius.

The ship, named Charon in honor of what she called her gundam torso, pushed at the nearest lighthouse as she liked to call them, the navigation stations. This one happened to be an older beacon, or looked like it. She used the guidance systems on it, the AV hooked into her back in order to control the ship on her lonesome. She thus navigated as she watched the station go under, some gravitational force grabbing hold of the ship and accelerating her away from the grazes, into the junk field of the calamity war. Elizabeth felt something come over her, the gravity being too much, pulling her unconscious. The next thing the girl knew, she was waking up from her overload and the ship's automatic distress beacon was triggered, broadcasting the need of help and in truth, the girl was weak and did need help, she could barely keep her head up in the chair, let alone pilot the ship at the moment.