The way back wasn't any "quieter" than the way forward, as the pesky aliens had already converged along the path we previously took.
Using the same formation as before, the ships positioned at the outer perimeter were beginning to show signs of strain—their shield's energy steadily failing.
If I had the Range Falcon with me right now—or more specifically, the Warp Nexus Module—then we wouldn't even need to locate the exit. We could've simply warped out to any chosen region we preferred.
I'm starting to seriously regret sending it back home ahead of us...
"A fifth of the fleet's medium-to-large-sized ships have shields down to their last 10%!" Eva reported with rising urgency. "At this rate, our loots will—I mean, the ship will get breached!"
"... I know." I sighed, noticing the greed peeking through her professional tone.
