Editing Battle of Beta Seranis III (section)

==(USS Hades - Phlegathon Bridge - ASEC Ensign Baylon Trinin  - 1750)==
 
 
The Phlegathon shook as enemy weapons fire raked down either side of the vessel. The Phlegathon was forcing her way between the lead elements of the enemy task force in an attempt to split their lines and create disarray.
 
The ship to her immediate port side shuddered as the Phlegathon's phasers finally ruptured her protective shields and cut a jagged gash through her communications array and upper  decks. Small crystals of flash frozen atmosphere shot out of the wound and the vessel turned hard to port.
 
The second enemy vessel, was fairing only moderately better. Her shields were beginning to falter and her captain had ordered the vessel to roll the deteriorating shielded relays away from the Phlegathon's onslaught.
 
With the primary target no longer visible, Trinin shifted his attentions to the heavily shielded impulse engines of the second vessel.
 
He jabbed phaser blast after phaser blast into the exposed underbelly of the Mrenyu ship. The vessel's shields shimmered in a cascade of excited colors ranging across the entirety of the spectrum. Then when he felt he had weakened the shields enough with the phasers, he fired a quick spread of three quantum torpedoes into her belly.
 
The enemy ship sputtered, her lights flickered as systems began to fail under the strain.  The first torpedo had overloaded her ventral shields and exposed her impulse drives for the second and third torpedoes to exploit. A jagged-edged gaping pit had formed where the second and third torpedoes had slammed into the unprotected hull of the warship.
 
The vessel lost attitude control as she outgassed and lost all motive power. She was crippled.
 
Another series of impacts rocked the Phlegathon as the crippled enemy's sister ship sought to revenge her violated compatriot. The second vessel's assaults were ineffective, as Ensign Gold shifted power from the port shields to the starboard to compensate for the renewed vigor of the attack.
 
Ahead of them, the command ship, pounded the Phlegathon's forward shields with weapons fire.
 
Baylon took a moment to quickly assess the situation and reported.
 
"Forward shields holding steady at 85%, starboard shields at 93% and port shields at 70%. Captain, Engineering reports partial power failure on Deck 4."
 
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The enemy command ship unleashed a series of torpedo attacks against the Phlegathon at that very moment. The first three torpedoes flew straight, striking the Phlegathon solidly in the forward shields. The other two missed her and flew off into space.
 
"Forward shields now at 45% Captain." Baylon reported, as he turned his phasers on the enemy command ship. He watched as the phasers lanced out and slammed into the forward and dorsal shields with a brilliant display of color.  He continued rapidly firing phasers at the ship, not pausing for a moment, even when he fired a spread of five quantum torpedoes from the aft launchers into the forward and dorsal shields of the vessel with the destroyed communications array.
 
Like an amateur the second ship's captain had turned his vessel towards the rear of the Phlegathon instead of in a broad arc away from her. As a result his shieldless dorsal quadrant was exposed and three of the torpedoes tore into the hull, ripping massive gashes through her upper decks and superstructure.
 
Despite the damage however, the ship managed to complete the maneuver, to position herself directly behind the Phlegathon. Baylon wasn't worried about this maneuver, in just a moment they would bear hard to starboard and block the pursuing vessels line of fire with their own command ship.
 
The Phlegathon  rolled starboard as she banked, at just the moment when the heavily damaged ship opened fire on her. The enemy tactical officer was determined, and despite the fact that the first three of his attacks missed the Phlegathon. He continued to fire as their helmsman pursued the Phlegathon.
 
Suddenly the shots from the enemy ship were no longer a threat to the Phlegathon as they were absorbed by the starboard shields of the enemy wing's command ship.
 
~They must be sensor blind.~ Baylon realized, as the enemy tactical office ceased firing and their Helmsman shifted the course of the ship to avoid a collision. ~they must have been engaging manually, pursuing through visual contact, as would be seen on the main viewscreen.~
 
He smiled. The enemy battle wing was now in complete disarray.