Rhylen Terra, Vencal System, Imperial Occupied Front
The Imperial capital ships’ bow chitin was shattered to pieces by the Erinyes’ relentless barrage. They splintered and cracked and split into shards, even as numerous mines exploded all around them. But none of the damage slowed them down, not even in the slightest.
They barreled their way towards the Erinyes’ capital ships completely undeterred, even though their chitin crumbled around them.
“Damage report,” demanded swarmchief Alethii. The screen surrounding him was filled with all manner of destruction and violence. It showed their ships being ferociously torn apart.
But even amidst all of that, the drogar was hardly afraid.
“The fleet has sustained nearly
Valkyrie squadron flew straight through the glowing atmospheric shielding and right into the hangar bay itself. Their plasma lances tore into any active turrets and drones, even as the few remaining drogar pilots scrambled to their fighters and mecha.Not that many got a chance to even lift off and fight back.Freya charged at a half-ready mecha still standing in its station. She thrust her Gungnir forward and jammed it into the mecha’s open core, and pinned its pilot to the seat. One moment later, she yanked her spear free, which caused the pilot’s blood to gush outwards.More importantly, she completely neutralized the mecha by wrecking its piloting core.Nearby, another mecha had powered up completely, and ambled out of its station. Its pilot didn&rs
Swarmchief Alethii growled as he watched the battle unfold all around him. It was a low growl, buried deep in his throat. And it rose as his own frustrations rose.He pinned much of his hopes on his mecha to soften up the Hegemony fleet, but could only watch as their numbers dwindled further and further. Though their missiles were certainly doing their job and eating away at their targets, it was hardly enough for the beleaguered swarmchief.“How many ships have we burned into?” he yelled out. “I need a full count and a report, immediately!”It only took a half a moment for one of his technicians to reply, albeit shakily.“All Hegemony capital ships have been struck, swarmchief,” he said. “We’ve deployed nearly three
Lucifer shivered as ze watched the Erinyes’ main capital ships crumble under the power of the devastator’s weapons. Ze could hardly blame Eris or the Discordians as they ran far ahead of the fleet, as fast as they possibly could from the battle itself.Against a beast like that devastator, there was literally nothing they could do.Ze zipped into the bridge right behind Xylo and her commandos with absolute urgency in hir step. Waiting for the commandos to take full control of the bridge was a luxury ze couldn’t afford. Not while the Erinyes was shattered right in front of hir.As the commandos eliminated the bridge’s security personnel, Lucifer moved to neutralize the drogar battlechief standing in the center.The energies of hir True Harmon
The galaxy swirled back into existence as the remainder of the Erinyes fleet flashed back into Hegemony space. With the exception of the Discordians, all of their capital ships had been annihilated. Beyond that, nearly a quarter of all the rest of the ships had been destroyed or neutralized.Everyone else was heavily wounded. Even the unnamed cruiser of the Corvus Republic was scarred from the battle, and they ostensibly had the best armor on the field.Thousands of pilots and crew were killed.Despite the heavy losses that the fleet had suffered, those who were able to escape collectively sighed in relief.All except for Freya.She sat completely still in her Varulv, with her mouth agape and her mind in a chaotic whirl
Freya leaned back and slugged the alcoholic drink down her throat. It burned so much as it went down that it felt like she was breathing fire. It tasted like an old whiskey, barrel aged and everything.When she set down her old-fashioned glass, Eris immediately poured another splash into it. She then poured some into her own glass, which she picked up and sipped.The two were seated alone in a small drinking lounge somewhere on Eris’ flagship. It was small, dark, and cozy.“I see you’re not a whiskey person,” she said.“Getting drunk was never my thing,’ Freya answered. “Though I’ve been feeling the need lately… Why? Is this whiskey special or something? Didja take this from some Fed admiral or something? Pried
Naval Staging Complex, Dartarin System, Great House ShaizenThe large Hegemony fleet floated in the middle of a vast naval staging complex in the middle of open space.The complex itself consisted of numerous ship repair stations, fabrication bays, landing pads, and atmospherically sealed hangars. There were also munitions and rearming installations of various sizes, as well as massive recycling yards.More than that, there were also personnel stations complete with living quarters, restaurants, and entertainment venues.The entire place existed as a jumping off point for Hegemony forces before they launched into combat, and was fully staffed and equipped.And the fleet it was servicing seemed to be a hodge-podge of numerous different
Remote Recuperation Facility, Miralli System, Imperial Domain of the Boundless DrogarA Drogar geneticist wearing a full-body sterile suit checked on the pristine regeneration pod in front of him. While his assistant drone hovered around the pod itself, he scanned its systems through the hovering terminal beside him.The statistics and reports on the screen showed that everything seemed stable, and that nothing was out of the ordinary. No alerts or warnings, just nice and even graphs that showed a smooth and steady progression.Next to the various reports was the dossier of the person inside the regeneration pod. She was a high-ranking drogar in a very prestigious clan. And although her listed age was 133 years, the person inside the pod itself was someone half as young.Once the geneticist w
The lights in the facility’s only security station was a deep, dark red. It was also accompanied by a soft klaxon - the kind that was more suited to luxury liners than military vessels.Worse than that, whatever attacking fleet outside had finished their assault. Or at the very least, paused it.In the middle of the room was Theryss himself. He slipped himself into one of the lightly armored security suits and tightened the armor plating to better fit his body.And once he was done, he picked up one of the security pistols in one of the weapon racks and holstered it. Then he grabbed one of the larger rifles, then posted up in the middle of the security room itself.All around him were the station’s security personnel, some of whom were seated at t