The ship twisted and turned. Mevenn thrown around her crash harness. Closing her eyes, it would have made her more comfortable if the Jedi at the helm had been an actual Jedi rather than a member of the Service Corps, but then this was Eerunas ship. Also being part of the service corps it was always possible she had some form of Force Sensitivity, but just hadn't made the cut into becoming a fully fledged Padawan. She reached out in the Force as she channelled the Force through herself, adopting a kind of double vision. She saw possibilities before they even happened, saw the contact with the shields from debris at the moment of impact. Shifting the shielding before they actually came true. Of course shields did little good against kinetic hits, but that was part of the issue. She had to ensure everything was shielded for when the fighters managed to land some stray shots, lest their weakened shields from the kinetic blows fail and the blaster bolts break through.

"You may wish to find somewhere to jump too soon, we've got minor breaches all over the hull. If this keeps up much longer we won't have the integrity to jump to Hyperspace."