NARRATOR: Soulward Honor, U.P.A. battlegroup flagship...
SRABBEN: See? That arrogant, hairless Fobo just walked all three of her ships into our trap.
So careless... It's like she's not even trying.
Wake the missile cloud. Concentrate fire on her cruiser.
helm: Yes sir!
Hmph.
They're not waking up.
Telemetry's gone.
SRABBEN: How is that possible? Has the enemy cruiser fired at anything?
helm: No, sir. It looks like she's doing this without even trying.