The Hegemony’s elite Erinyes fleet flashed into orbit high above Rhylen Terra. Ships came in by the dozens, and in force. Battleships and carriers and cruisers flashed into the system in clusters, and brought all their support ships with them.
At Erinyes’ core was half of the Star Dragon’s 5th Fleet, with the other half still deployed on the Hegemony’s southwestern front. As long as they had a presence there, they were sure it wouldn’t get overrun.
Though he supplemented the fleet with a myriad of disparate elite ships and fleets until it was close to a full complement. He directly commanded 2 carriers, 2 battleships, 22 cruisers, 37 destroyers, 64 frigates, and close to 1,000 fighters, mecha, and drones.
Close to his command was Eris and the Temple of Discord. Or rather, half of
The Star Dragon watched as his opening move dismantled the Imperial line. His fleet’s barrage easily ripped into their armor and blasted entire chunks apart with ease. And they seemingly did so with absolute impunity - the Imperials didn’t even fire back.“Sir, incoming Imperial skirmish vessels,” said a technician nearby. “Hundreds, and in numerous waves. They seem to be headed towards the capital ships and cruisers, mostly.”“That’s their M.O.” replied the Star Dragon. “Pull the fleet back further into the debris field, closer towards the center. Have the support ships keep those skirmishers off us as long as possible.”“What about the Imperial fleet, sir?”“Oh, they’ll come after
Taloren Prime, Throne System, Imperial Domain of the Boundless DrogarThe domed cities of Taloren Prime floated serenely along the glittering ocean surface, each one seemingly tranquil despite the messy truth hidden inside. For example, Lacroseth City was a hotbed for countless political infighting between the major clans.And had been that way for countless decades, since the founding of the ocean cities themselves.It had gotten so heated that the all-powerful Justicars spent almost all of their time quashing dissent, and often with astonishing, unmitigated violence.And if Lacroseth City was the center of Imperial political power, then Sangoleth City was the center of Imperial cultural power.Almost all other cities on the planet held the
Rhylen Terra, Vencal System, Imperial Occupied FrontThe 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