The fleet was suffering. They'd lost almost half of their civilian militia, with many more vessels requesting permission to retreat, some even begging. With the Pale Horse gone, they had no way of triaging their fleet or helping their wounded, their main source of support had disappeared in a ball of fusion and fire, but it was not in vain. The rogue Martian fleet had also suffered staggering losses. Almost all of their frigates had been destroyed, laying down their lives to save the Baltisk from further bombardment. Every time a torpedo got too close or one of his ships lined up a railgun shot, a frigate would dive out of formation and intercept...with its hull if necessary, so now dozens of burning wrecks littered space behind the advancing fleet. William watched with grim determination at the Nautilans boarded the donnager and began attacking it from the inside, reports of carnage and brutal deck to deck fighting began to reach his ears as he tapped into their battlenet. Several times the massive warship lost thrust, even began to drift for a short period...and Bill allowed himself a short moment to believe the vessel had been captured...but it returned with a vengeance, its four drives kicking back on, followed by its railguns reactivating and destroying one of his corvettes. He closed his eyes and whispered a small prayer for those poor, brave souls that burned inside the corvette, the very first of the Providence Security Fleet to be launched. The deck bucked as a railgun round pounded its way through several decks causing explosive decompression. Casualty reports began to stream in, but the Revenge was still operational. As the ship drifted, trying to reboot some of its systems after the well timed railgun attack, the Baltisk suddenly accelerated, heading straight towards the core of the defending fleet. Even with a sustained barrage, the remaining rogue Martian warships punched through the defending fleet, several militia ships detonating from counter attacks in the process. The Revenge flipped, along with the two destroyers and the two remaining corvettes and as one kicked on their drives to give chase. Now there was nothing but a small planetary defence militia between the Baltisk & Providentia. "All defence ships, break formation and make best speed back to Providentia, those ships need to be stopped."