Of course Tor didn’t know. Dea would have her Titan’s systems shut down as well. We were coming in dark and praying for a miracle.
I looked up at the massive network of black panels connected to make one of the demon star’s points. They were coming at me faster than I could comprehend.
Couldn’t slow down. One, they’d sense the Titan’s power system. Two, space debris didn’t slow down. It didn’t change course.
I activated my borrowed Titan’s grappling claws. Braced myself for pain. The suit I wore would keep me alive, the Titan’s internal systems prevent my body from taking most of the impact.
Hitting the massive ship was still going to hurt.
“Impact in three...two...one…”
Make that miracles. Plural. I was going to need more than one. And so was Velerion.