Games of Invictus
The captain just continued to stare at the strange mass, unable to believe or comprehend what he was looking at.
The enemy destroyers, their captains in a panic at the new development, rapidly accelerating away with all the speed they could muster towards the horizon. Sorte neither noticed nor particularly cared anymore. His prayer, for the first time in his life, had been answered.
The Invictus, far above, had burned right through Picus' atmosphere, dropping rapidly. Its hull glowed red by the friction of the thick planetary atmosphere, leaving behind a wall of fire dozens of meters high.
"Altitude hundred five thousand and falling like a rock!" sounded through the CIC.
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