On the holo-screen, red error symbols flash over images of four of the five anchor cables. The fifth, however, flashes blue.
Outside, one of the cables pops out of its launch point, flailing through space as it snaps away from the derelict and flicks off all the terrorcons currently scaling its length. Another tries to detach, but only shudders violently. Still, though, the terrorcons crawling on it are flung into space, lightening Deck 5's burden.
The Decepticon raises an eyebrow.
Then she turns her head to give Pixel a sideways glance.
"Try it, pipsqueak," she deadpans.