Chapter 11: Ch 11: Escape the Auction- Part 3
The ship jolted violently as the warp concluded, throwing Anna against the wall of the corridor.
She caught herself with a groan, bracing her hands on the metal paneling as the floor vibrated beneath her boots.
"Ugh... What kind of deathtrap is this? That wasn’t a jump—that was a drunken nosedive through hyperspace."
She muttered, pressing a hand to her forehead.
Nova didn’t flinch. He stood calmly by the engine core chamber, eyes scanning the data flow stabilizing across the flickering screens.
The lights above them still flickered irregularly, half of them failing to restart after the jump.
"That is what happens when a ship has been plundered and stripped hundreds of times over a century."
Nova said, not even turning to her.
Anna straightened, wincing.
"You mean this hunk of metal used to be something functional?"
Nova nodded.