Maxon's fingers twitched above the controls as he asked, "Do you want me to lose them, master?" R4 beeped in confirmation that the coordinates were loaded into the nav computer.
Amon considered the question, his eyes narrowing in thought. "Not yet, Max. Make the jump into hyperspace. If it's a spy, we'll know once we're in the Coruscant system." Amon's voice echoed over the ship's intercom, reaching every corner of the Radiant Dawn. "Everybody strap in; we're about to make the jump into hyperspace."
The crew moved quickly, securing themselves in their seats as the anticipation of the jump filled the air. Amon paused, allowing the crew to settle before giving Maxon the signal. "Now, Max, make the jump."
Maxon's hands danced across the controls with practiced precision, guiding the Radiant Dawn into the swirling blue tunnel of hyperspace. The ship hummed as it transitioned from real space to the faster-than-light realm. Amon could feel the vibrations beneath his feet, a familiar sensation that always stirred a sense of excitement.
As the stars elongated into streaks of light, Amon leaned back in his seat, a subtle smile playing on his lips. "Well done, Max. Let's see if our mysterious pursuer can keep up with us in the currents of hyperspace."
R4 emitted a series of affirmative beeps, indicating that all systems were functioning smoothly. Amon's gaze shifted to the viewscreen, where the hypnotic swirl of lights and colors surrounded the ship.
"Keep an eye on the sensors, Max. We need to know if anyone else decides to join the party." Amon's fingers tapped against the armrest, a silent rhythm to the pulsating energy of the ship.