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Luckily for the miners, but perhaps unluckily for those on the frigates, A.M.I's processors can think faster than any projectile. As she dodges disruptor after disruptor, all her turrets acquire drone targets and open fire at once, large bolts of green plasma exploding from all over the ship. When the energy field activates, she activates her caster drive, her course radically changing direction as she rockets backward out of the field, leaving behind a rather large EMP that, if close enough, would damage the systems of any nearby drones. However, she's given herself a mission, and as annoying as this first frigate is proving to be, she came in to save the barge. She breaks off and zooms toward the other frigate, her massive main cannons opening fire, flaming plasma screaming toward the frigate as an antimatter warhead readies itself in her torpedo chamber, ready to launch once she's close enough to ensure a hit.

She deploys drones of her own, now, repurposing her holoballs usually used for communication and interaction with humanoid lifeforms, replacing a large portion of their data with combat strategy and overcharging the defensive EM weaponry so as to cause significant damage to a ship's internal workings. When she finishes this task, the white glowing balls begin to stream out from her undercarriage, from an unknown and hidden compartment, speeding toward the ship with which she broke off combat. They surround the frigate and begin firing their main weapons, aiming for strategic positions like the bridge and the life support. One wouldn't do much damage, but the combined shock of many firing at once will likely cause some damage.

She smiles to herself. This was her purpose. When she was in combat, she felt complete. Whole again, even without any companionship. She was meant to blow things up and that's what she's doing. Despite the chaos going on all around her, she's completely and totally content.