Death Among The Stars
The Y-wing
let a proton torpedo go at point-blank range, but it shot past the eyeball
and would have hit the X-wing had Corran not rolled fast. "Break
outside, Champions!"
The Y-wing
pilots complied with Corran's order, but did so slowly. The TIE spun
in on Champion Five, pouring verdant laser bolts into its shields.
The Y-wing pilot continued his roll and dive, and the TIE corrected to
follow him, allowing himself to fly a level arc as he pursued his quarry.
You're
mine, now. Corran eased back on his stick, millimeter by millimeter
centering the Imperial fighter on his targeting crosshairs.
Whistler
shrilled a warning.
Behind
me? Who? He glanced at his sensors and saw the other TIE
closing in on him and he wanted to break away. Can't, Five is
history if I do.
Corran
hit his trigger and prepared for nothingness.