Chapter 2 part 9
Under the Lunar's Gaze Under the Lunar’s Gaze The mission had its complications, but in the end, we wrapped things up without disaster. After a short break at the outpost, we set course back for Baldr Sector as the next shift began. The three outlaws we’d captured made the trip more tedious, but they moved without protest through the station’s winding halls. Maybe they’d accepted their fate, or maybe it was the sheer bulk of Goressa’s mechanized exosuit—a sight that unnerved even me—that kept them in line. Whatever the reason, they stayed silent. During the return flight, Lunar proved yet again why she was the best marksman in the sector, picking off a stellar fowl mid-transit. Her weapon of choice, the Final Shot, was no ordinary tool—a sleek, plasma bow that fired superheated bolts with terrifying accuracy. One shot was all it took to sever the creature’s guidance node and thought center. A feat like that demanded years of discipline. Me? I’d rather chew glass than spend decades ...