Once the ship dropped out of Hyperspace she let out a satisfied sigh, disengaging the locks that held her to the larger ship. The Phantom shimmered briefly as it moved over and under the ships there, doing a cursory patrol in her nimble fighter. Finally she appeared near Argus's vessel. A flicker of light, then darkness, as the blue and black, tri tipped fighter materialized.
She was silent, as Belfor manned the communications.
"This is Black One, cursory scans indicate all clear, smooth run, Black Star," he killed communications and gave an electronic sigh behind Desade. "Dreadfully so," he added.
"Sad we could not test our abilities, perhaps one day..." Desade purred. It was just a wrap up now.