"Do we at least have shields?" Teresa asked nervously.
"Yes, we most surely do," Gabby replied, "but a long time they will not last, I am very sure."
The klaxons continued to sound.
"They are closing in," Attar announced, "taking evasive maneuvers."
The passengers compartment rocked as the craft shifted suddenly and climbed.
They continued to maneuver and suddenly they were all thrown to the floor as a loud report echoed through the craft.
"Direct hit!" Attar yelled.
"Oh! The shields they are almost gone." Gabby said.
They were rocked once more as Attar started another evasive pattern.
"Hold on," Attar yelled, "we are about to get hit again...."