"Yes, while the Shuttle Unit Hork-Bajir are just as... unintelligible as any, the Andalites on the project did install some weaponry. I believe it was an average shredder refitted to fit our needs more specifically. The Hork-Bajir seer on the grounds at the time called it a Tyrra beam. Yes, there are two in front, each underneath one of the fuel collectors. And...one in back, right on the tip. They are less painful than Dracons, and not as powerful as shredders, but in terms of power, they are relatively good. As opposed to the allowance the Andalites have given the Iskoort, which compared to ours is something to laugh at. All-in-all, I think the name Prodigy is very fitting. But that's just me –– I named it.", I chuckled.
The Prodigy glided out of the Andalite starsystem, and I set a heading for the Gressen rift. We picked up speed, and then we finally translated to z-space.
As much as normal M-space was attention-grabbing, even mystically wondrous, I had always been more interested in z-space. Advanced civilization centers on it. Travel, communications, even the Andalite morphing capability. The blank white nothingness that most people would think was a horribly scary place was how powerful space-faring peoples thrived.
It would take us two days to get to the Gressen rift. Two days to intercept the jeopardized StarSavior. By the time we got there, other ships closer to the area would probably be there. I knew some Iskoort ships were close, as well as Andalite, and a few Terran ships. At least I hoped that was all...
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Two days later
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"Preparing for M-space translation." I said.
The Prodigy seemed to pop out of nowhere...into normal space. Right next to the nebula-like Gressen rift. I stared in awe.