"How is this possible?!" The pirate commander, known among his crew as the "Big Boss," roared, his voice booming across the bridge as he struck the trembling pirate officer in front of him. The force of the punch sent the man staggering backward, clutching his bleeding nose.
"Can someone explain to me," the Big Boss continued, his voice seething with fury, "how in the void our fighters outnumber theirs three to one, and yet not a single one of theirs goes down?! Instead, we're the ones getting slaughtered out there! Look at that!"
He gestured wildly at the holographic display showing the ongoing dogfight, where the sleek Wraith fighters of Cleo's fleet tore through the pirates' disorganized ships with ruthless precision. The pirates' numbers dwindled by the second, their formations reduced to scattered chaos.
