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The beams hit the pirate’s hull and turned into literal bubbles. They popped against the metal with a soft tink .

Jace sat back in his pilot’s chair. He had spent years fearing the void, checking his six, and obsessing over shield cells. Now, there was no risk. No "rebuy" screen. No danger. elite not so dangero....31

He looked at the galaxy map. Four hundred billion stars sat waiting for him. For the first time in his life, he wasn't an Elite pilot fighting for survival. He was just a tourist in a very quiet neighborhood. The beams hit the pirate’s hull and turned

He dropped out of Supercruise at a High Intensity Conflict Zone near Lave. Usually, this was a graveyard of twisted metal and railgun tracers. Today, it was silent. He saw a Federal Corvette—a literal mountain of firepower—drifting aimlessly. Its pilot wasn't firing. Instead, the massive ship was nudging a smaller Eagle, like a whale playing with a calf. He had spent years fearing the void, checking

Jace looked at his own shields. They weren't shimmering; they were glowing with a warm, golden light. He targeted a nearby pirate lord—a man with a multi-million credit bounty and a reputation for skinning traders alive. He pulled the trigger on his pulse lasers.