range 2

'Distance to Hyades?' the interrogator-chaplain asked. His raspy voice had a metallic quality to it.
'Approximately twenty-five million kilometres, lord-chaplain,' replied the helmsmen.
Vargas nodded. 'Comms, contact our kill team on Hyades. See if they respond.'
Vargas strode over to the comms console. 'We have high levels of interference, lord-chaplain, but I think, yes, we have a signal,'
the relieved communications officer stated.
...
	Suddenly defensive alarms sounded throughout the ship drowning out the hideous laughter. Vargas quickly turned to the tactical
screen. Adepts and servitors reacted furiously to identify the new threat.
'Lord-chaplain, several orbital defence platforms just went active. I'm detecting laser batteries and torpedo bays.' The adept was
shouting to overcome the alarm sirens.
'Lord-chaplain, I'm detecting launch. We have an inbound torpedo salvo!'
'You see Vargas! Do you finally see what a great disappointment you are to me?' With its final assault the voice cut off.
Vargas felt his anger growing, but he was too experienced to allow that anger to completely take over.
-Sons of Fenris