Moments later, from above and behind the Warlord, four short, brilliant beams of red followed large, two purple projectiles, again, apparently into open space. Although the purple torpedoes looked similar in color to the quantum torpedoes Kolvash had seen during the Dominion War, these were significantly larger. The beams reminded him of the pulse phasers that had proven so deadly to opposing ships. The torpedoes slammed into the third cloaked warbird as it was decloaking, its shields still down. The bottom third of the front of the warbird crumpled in on itself. With surgical precision, the beams sliced into the forward bow, the center bow, the bottom aft section, and the top left aft section, rendering shields, engines, cloak, and weapons useless.
The romulan bridge crew stared at their viewscreen speachless as the fight between the Warlord and three cloaked romulan warbirds ended in less than ten seconds. Two warbirds were completely destroyed, the third quite thoroughly neutralized... and the Warlord looked completely untouched. This was an aspect of Starfleet the romulans never thought they would see.
Eventually, still stunned, Commander Kolvash leaned over to Ambassador Donatra, who was sitting next to him. "I don't suppose the Valdore is capable of that kind of display..." he whispered.
Still staring at the viewscreen, she barely shook her head. "Not even close."
