His Unwanted Wife Returned as a Boss
The dreadnought, made of unshielded, scavenged iron, wasn't so lucky.
The back-flow of energy hit the Shattered Crown ship like a bolt of lightning from the depths. The dreadnought’s systems detonated in a chain reaction of blue sparks. Xavier was thrown backward as his tactical rig short-circuited, the "Proprietary Rights" he craved literally burning in his hands.
The Drift
As the dreadnought began to list, its power dead and its crew in chaos, the Wraith-Sub bobbed away in the dark. The sky went silent as the satellites, having spent their final charge, drifted into cold, dark orbits.