ACTION: On the yonder region of space, with distance closing quickly, the Imperial fleet moved, shifting their spearhead formation ever slightly, spacing their vessels out to provide more vectors and coverage. A defensive formation for the Immobilizer cruisers, now huddling with engines alight to the shadow of the Bellator.

EMPIRE: We'd trap them here. They were rushing towards us like madmen, begging us to sink them where they flew. Our Interdictors come in handy for tying down enemies ripened with unknown variables that our scandocs provide no insight for, the gravity wells will arrest any attempts at jumping to Hyperspace for sure. They think we are trapped here with them. It is they who will not be leaving this place alive. The Bellator's hangers were already swarming with activity as pilots began to enter the cockpits of their fighter. Our Interceptors will keep them off the mark.