The reddish swirls on the surface of Light suit jangled erratically as he understood the implication of the recent scan results. His ship hovered thirty metres off the ground as he rescanned to be sure. Yep, there it was. He swivelled towards Senjen, spinning the BangStick back into a ready position by his flank.

“We’ve got an unidentified craft just parked nearby. Did you check the bay for anti-boarding measures? We might need them. Jess!” Light motioned to the gaping cargo ramp before him. “What do you think? Can we scare them off with something on this ship? I need about five hundred second to bring the ship in to land down there.”