The Ultimate Ritual
Page 3Aliath stood still while hundreds of thoughts streamed through his mind.
“Give me more data, robot.”
“Ok, sir,” the robot replied and projected a strong blue light.
“Here, master, our ship is that white spot and the missile is this small yellow spot moving toward it. These grey things are planets not yet categorized, the small ones moons, and this big yellow light is from a star. The missile is moving with a speed of 0.02C - 2% of speed of light.”
Aliath studied the spots in a way only a High-Elf could do and then said,
“Robot, I have the solution. We have to be projected out of this space-shuttle in a small ship with an incredible force with a calculated vector which will be close to the star, go through it as an orbit and then land on this grey planet here. The gravity from the sun will be of enough power to alter the course of the missile at least 2 degrees which will make it collide with that planets moon as it will in that exact position at that time.”
“But Sir, to land on uncategorized planets without permission is a violation of galactic policy. And we don’t know if it even has an atmosphere.”
“It is an order, do it. It is our only chance.” - Said Aliath to the robot.
“Ok, Sir.”