The dead droid sailed inertly away from the truck at some pace before engulfing the street in a fiery explosion. A Korit security vehicle with a blazing siren and flashing red and blue lights which rounded the corner just before had to swerve to avoid it.

The gunship had the all clear now - there were no operators left on the scene. They were all that remained. But before they could fire, a large metal bolt thudded into the top of their craft. Four claws clamped down on the roof, and strobing waves of energy crackled across its hull. Its headlights flickered and died, as did the thrusters. The cannon stopped spinning as it tilted to one side while floating towards them at speed.

Two figures fled from the cockpit, zooming away with help from thruster packs. The flyer promptly exploded, bathing Light’s suit and Senjen’s protruding parts in a second of raging heat.

“Heat warning! Suit integrity critical!”

And then it subsided, and the attack was finally over.

More emergency vehicles began showing up out of the sky in every direction. An ambulance wailed to a stop a safe distance from the truck. Light was barely conscious, but could sense the logo on the side of the vehicle as it was in relief. Four interlinking sets of Tekeri talons in the shape of a cross, above the slogan ‘For Good Cause’. The cabin doors opened and two Tekeri in the yellow scrubs of paramedics emerged; one young and one old. Hover-stretchers began unfurling from the back to follow as they approached the truck.

“Let go, I’ve got to get her out of here! This will be all over the news, best I disappear!” The boss pushed away from Senjen, making to grab his daughter and head for the closest shop front. The cabin, and Light's suit covering most of the doorway had thankfully sheltered them from the worst of the fire.