The explosion and debris spirals and crunches ontop of itself, compressing everything pulled in. As the larger ships just manage to pull away as the fighters are dragged in.
Fighter pilot: "Captain!" He yells, attempting to boost away from the intense pull. It does little to help as he is dragged into the centre of the debris pile. He his ship hull and cockpit begin to crack and spark as he tries to relay the message to his captain.
"It's not a black hole its a.." his screams cut off whatever else he was going to say as he is crushed amongst the ever churning debris fire and blood dash across the area.
Captain of the Banaz'ar: "This is the captain of the Banaz'ar, all fighters are to return to your ships! All frigates divert all power to forward shields!"
The remaining fighters begin to return to their ships, fighting against the weakening pull of the explosion.