Serena came busting through an explosion cloud she had just created with another enemy fighter and locked onto Stephen DaNastie’s assailant.  With a flick of her thumb, her last missiles slammed into the fighter, eliminating DaNastie’s threat. “Thanks, Serena,” Stephen breathed.  “I owe you one.” “Hopefully, I won’t be around long enough to collect on that favor,” the Explorer’s Security Chief answered.