No! Those cowards! I am left to do little more than shake my fist as the Warbird's engines flash and she is gone. I fall back, distancing myself to prevent them from getting lucky with their wild shots. Success! Their sensors are down and their weapons can't lock onto us. I hope to blind the enemy, disable their sensors then pick them off as they fumble and fire aimlessly. I ignore the chatter of my officers as I bear down on the Romulan Warbird, conducting a zero gravity ballet, firing everything we have left into the Warbird's bridge. "Sir hull integrity at twenty five percent!" The screen shakes and the lights flicker as we take hit after hit. I fire a volley of photon torpedos, then quickly turn towards the other Warbird. Our shields have been breached and the dull metallic thud of disrupter blasts, resonate in the smoky air of the bridge. Rotating through our phaser arcs, I manually target the limping Warbird's warp core. I know it, my crew knows it, the Warbirds know it. With one Warbird venting atmosphere and the other in range of our phasers, I order the engineering officer to re-route all engine power to shields and weapons. Desperate, the second Warbird de-cloaks and opens fire on us from above. Success! Their dorsal shields collapse and I see the atmosphere start to vent from a fracture in their hull. I watch as we gracefully swing above the Warbird and unload our phaser banks. I order my engineering officer to increase power to shields and order my tactical officer to concentrate fire on the attacking warbird's dorsal shields. An attempt to lure us into a trap by exposing our fragile warp core to the cloaked Warbird. One Warbird cloaks as the other makes a full assault on our port shields….a diversion. I wonder if I do them justice as a captain. They are a good crew, and we have been through a lot together. "Hull integrity at seventy five percent!"
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