Somewhere in the Mid-Sector 99 —
DSSSHHHH—
A colossal warship pierced through the haze of the dying atmosphere, its metallic hull groaning as it adjusted its angle. Slowly, its one and only cannon—a monstrous barrel the size of a building—began to rotate, locking in on a single fixed point somewhere on the ruined ground below. The barrel flickered. Then it began to glow.
CRACK... CRACK...
Energy swirled violently into the cannon's mouth, coalescing into a sphere of searing light. As the weapon charged, several figures suddenly broke formation from the war-scarred earth beneath the ship. They were fast—shadows darting between debris—wielding weapons that shimmered with ancient power, hoping to strike first.
But WHOOSH!
