Achilles did not close his eyes as the waves swept outward, carrying his awareness with them as they approached their targets.
If he was going to end these lives, he would witness every moment of what that choice entailed. It was the least…and the most, he could do!
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On the command deck of Marshal Ashfall's vessel, diplomatic negotiations proceeded calmly.
But as extinction fields approached at velocities that defied detection, the illusion of controlled conversation was about to be shattered.
The first indication of catastrophe came not from sensors or warning systems, and instead from the Marshal's own soldiers.
Throughout the ship, armored figures who had served the Sovereign Void Imperium across countless campaigns suddenly staggered as if struck by invisible hammers!
Their enhanced physiology, which had weathered spatial forces, began failing with systematic precision.
