The Loki prowled through the asteroid field, watching the unsuspecting fleet of rookie ships clutter comms with nervous chatter. They thought they were safe in numbers. They were wrong. Decloaking in the middle of the pack, the Loki unleashed a volley of autocannon fire. A Thrasher exploded before its pilot could react. Panic spread as the noobs scrambled—some tried to warp out, others fumbled for weapons. A Caracal managed to fire back, but its missiles barely dented the Loki’s shield. The predator advanced, systematically dismantling its prey. One after another, their wrecks drifted in the void. The last survivor sent a desperate plea in local: "Why are you doing this?" The Loki pilot smiled and typed back: "Lesson #1—nowhere is safe." And with a final volley, the void reclaimed its latest victim