Strap into a cockpit that breathes.
Radar, armor, reload. Over a phosphor-mint console you fly in every direction across a battlefield wider than the screen. Dive into an enemy's reach and the beam saber flashes; press the stick deep and the booster dash ignites, armor glowing white-hot and deflecting fire. Hit sparks, hit-stop, screen kick, purple smoke. Every ounce of feedback comes back through your hands.













