Spaceships and Magic, What Could Possibly Go Wrong? Chapter 6: Propulsion

I had been in my new body in my new world for a little over an hour at the very most, and I had the distinct feeling that a single misstep over the next half hour could put my reincarnated existence out of commission a little bit earlier than expected. If fighting against the Mannachoid was ant to be a way to earn so early respect from the squadron leaders, then taking out the guy who fought it almost single-handedly would be a pretty good second best. In other words, I was going to be on the radar of every strong fighter who had been dropped down into this battle royale. Things could get dicey if people decided to team up against .

BB Chid in, for the first ti in a while.

"Or," I muttered, "I could just take out one of the small fry quickly and secure a place for myself without having to worry about any of that stuff."