The fighting above the Typhon Planetary Weapons Platform was incredibly harried and vicious. Beams and rockets and slugs and plasma and missiles and mortars flew in every direction. They slammed into all sorts of armor and ripped out huge chunks in their wake. Countless crew from every nation were
“Of course I do!” Eris exclaimed. “It’s obvious everyone in the galaxy wants control of it. You can’t just make something like this and expect people not to want it themselves. Just look at it! It’s the ultimate power in this galaxy. Anyone wielding it becomes unstoppable!” The Matriarch grimaced a
“Hmph. I’m doing what I was born to do,” Eris replied. “What you and I were always born to do.” “What, attack our own allies? I don’t think you understand me as much as you think you do. I’m certainly not that shortsighted!” Eris was immediately taken aback. Her eyes were filled with shock, as tho
The ships of the Einherjar charged forward at speed towards the Discordian lines above them. They brought with them the ferocity and tenacity of a well-honed and experienced war fleet. But this time, they were tempered with calm discipline. All understood the stakes. Not just for the galaxy, but f
The moment she said ‘boss’, Sin finally turned to her with derision in his eyes. While she brightened up thinking that she had gotten through to him, he flattened his lips in irritation. “You’re not my boss,” he replied. “Sorry, I mean, you’re not our boss. In case you don’t remember, we joined up
All while the Discordians’ weapons rattled Sin’s armor, the highly optimized repair systems and modules beneath were busy working their technological magic. Swarms of nanites flowed through the alloys and composites, where they stitched the plating back together as best they could. At the same time,
While Sin engaged the Discordians on the near right flank, Colviss and Orsethii’s fleets engaged them right down the center. Every Imperial Einherjar drove right into the middle of the Discordians without slowing down even the slightest. Just like Sin, they were vastly outnumbered and outgunned. An
“May as well soften ‘em up on the way there,” Orsethii advised, to which Colviss nodded. “And send them a hearty welcome,” Colviss followed up. “Beams and mortars to start with. Let’s see how well they hold up before we send ‘em the rest. Focus fire on my marks.” The two devastators in the Imperia