Free Hammer of Time (The Reforged Trilogy) by Erica Lindquist, Aron Christensen

Phoenix. A laser cannon blazed beneath the needle-like black nose and red light flared across the empty blackness, far too fast to react to. Logan jerked the Blue Phoenix into a tight spiral, but alarms blared deafeningly through the ship. A warning light flashed on Duaal's controls. He glared at Logan.
    "If you can avoid getting me and my ship blown to bung, I'd sure appreciate it," he said. "What in the three hundred hells do we do now, Logan? The Phoenix doesn't have any weapons!"
    "That's the compression regulator," Gripper cried, eyeing the flashing light on Duaal's panel. "I've got to get down to the engine room."
    "No," said Logan. The Oslain'ii fired again and the Blue Phoenix shuddered. "You stay right here. What's the range on a mainstream router?"
    "What–?" Gripper began to ask, but Logan dropped them into a heart-pounding roll, streaking after the still-firing Oslain'ii. The Arboran squealed. "Uh… About three hundred yards! Less if there's radiation…"
    "As soon as we're close enough, you need to get onto their wireless."
    "What? Why?"
    The sleek Narsus ship arced over a long, blocky hauler so huge that both the Blue Phoenix and the Oslain'ii could have fit comfortably inside and continued their chase. The Blue Phoenix rose up and over the hauler just as the Oslain'ii flipped around and changed direction, shooting back toward them. Logan flipped the old cargo ship end over end, just out of reach of the hot red spray of lasers.
    "I can see–" Gripper said. He broke off, juggling his computer. "No, we're out of range again. You need to stay close."
    Logan swung the Blue Phoenix from side to side as the Oslain'ii loosed bolts of laserfire at them. Sweat matted his blond hair flat against his face. "This ship is slow," he told no one in particular. "Move, damn you…"
    He sounded so much like Tiberius in that moment, but there was little time to miss the old Prian. The ships tumbled around each other, the Oslain'ii firing a near-constant barrage of molten red. Logan managed to keep out of the worst of it, but a dozen warnings blinked and blared in the cockpit.
    "We can't keep this up much longer," said Duaal.
    A passenger liner covered in a faceted grid of windows suddenly loomed up between the two ships. Faces stared out from behind glassteel, their indistinct mouths wide with shock. The Oslain'ii abruptly angled around and fired through the sharp fin that attached one of the liner's steering thrusters. The other engines flared and the whole huge ship began to spin right at the Blue Phoenix. Logan swore and pushed down on his control yoke.
    Gripper was working thick fingers across the computer in his trembling hands. "I… I'm in, Freezer," he said, faltering. "What now?"
    "Navigation system," Logan answered shortly. "Slave it to the Blue Phoenix's."
    "Why? They don't need a tow!" cried Duaal. "They're trying to kill us!"
    "Just do it!"
    Logan yanked the Blue Phoenix up again. Maeve threw a hand across her eyes. They were pointed right at Sunjarrah's binary suns. The glass in front of Logan and Duaal swiftly polarized, turning the great burning orbs into flat discs of gray. By the time Maeve could see again, the Oslain'ii was close. Too close to miss. A pair of missile ports slid open in the black ship's sleek underside.
    "Gripper…" Duaal said. His green eyes were huge. "Are you in?"
    "Wait… wait…" Gripper moaned, biting his thick lower lip.
    Logan's jaw was set. He stared at the Oslain'ii, facing down the other ship like an ancient gunslinger. There was movement barely visible in the missile bays, the deadly dark-within-dark strike of a night-hunting cat. The Oslain'ii was firing.
    "Got it!" Gripper shouted.
    Logan was already pulling back, the Blue Phoenix rising sharply away from Sunjarrah and the Oslain'ii. The missiles closed quickly, leaving trails of frozen propellant. Logan rolled the Blue Phoenix again and sent the old ship the opposite direction, into a plummeting dive.
    "Duaal, jump us into the