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This particular jump required precision to the centimeter and, although she loathed admitting it, a large measure of luck.
She had often wondered what would happen if a ship transi-tioned to normal space too close to a planet or other mass—in this case, another ship.
Ascendant Justice winked into existence within the debris field in high orbit around Reach. There was, however, no ultravi-olent explosion as the atoms of the flagship overlapped with the matter of the scrapped ships the Covenant had herded together in space.
Either Slipspace jumps prevented such occurrences from happening, shunting the incoming ship to the side like water that flows around a river rock ... or she had borrowed some of the Master Chief's probability-bending good fortune.
Hundreds of wrecked ships, human and Covenant alike, tum?bled lifelessly about her, their net trajectories suggesting that As?cendant Justice had just nudged them aside. If she'd had more
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time, she would've designed a set of experiments with drone ships to test out her displacement-luck hypothesis.
But time was something neither she nor the Master Chief had in abundance.
Minutes remained until their rendezvous—and Cortana would need every millisecond to accomplish what she had to do if any of them were going to leave the Epsilon Eridani system alive.
Cortana searched the field of derelicts for a likely candidate. There were only a handful of Covenant ships; if the UNSC had managed to take out one of the alien ships in the battle for Reach, they apparently had been forced to obliterate it. No suit?able candidates remained for her plan.
She turned her attention to the vast number of wrecked UNSC ships. The Covenant didn't have to completely destroy a human ship to remove its tactical presence from the battle—a single en?ergy projection beam could tear through enough decks and kill enough crew to disable the craft.
She wondered how many fallen humans drifted in the local space alongside her, thousands of brave men and women who had died fighting.
Her sensors flicked over the silhouettes of the UNSC light ships. There were corvettes with bisected hulls leaking radio?active coolant from their nuclear start-up reactors. Although they were more suitable for her purpose, the damage to them was too great. She didn't find one with a single intact fusion reactor.
She tagged the location of the carriers and heavy cruisers and excluded them from her search. They were simply too large. She was willing to sacrifice maneuverability and speed... but not so much that it would take her an hour to make the burn out of orbit.
That left destroyers and frigates. She found and tagged four?teen in the debris field. Destroyers were essentially frigates that carried a meter and a half of Titanium-A armor instead of the sixty centimeters of their lighter counterparts.
There were two candidates: Both the destroyer Tharsis and the frigate Gettysburg had intact fusion reactors. While the Gettysburg had been killed by an energy projector beam that had gutted it stem to stern—obliterating the bridge and life support— its power plant and even the Magnetic Accelerator Cannon on its