She didn’t strap into the pilot’s chair. She became the chair.
She flew through the swarm not like a pilot, but like a virus. She didn’t dodge; she calculated . Each movement was a proof. Each shot was a theorem. The Quorum, which thrived on predictable patterns of Alpha aggression, encountered a mind that hesitated at the wrong moments, accelerated at the illogical ones, and wept silently while doing it. SUBSTITUTA ACIDENTAL PARA ALFA SERIE COMPLETA
All except one.
“Unknown pilot on the feed!” the bridge screamed. “Who is that?” She didn’t strap into the pilot’s chair