The battle in space was pretty much lost this Robin knew, While their weapons and shields were superior to the enemy, their sheer numbers advantage and seemingly endless barges of Attacks decimated the Smaller ships too quickly, already Half of there fleet was destroyed but they were able to at least Destroy 40 of the Enemy ships. Sadly a bunch of Landingcraft we're able to get trough wich means fighting would also start on the Surface.
"Admiral, The Thoron Canons are ready and fully Charged" Exclaimed one of the Weapon Officers, Robin did not even try to hide her Smile. The Thoron Canons were her Ace in the Hole. Two Powerfull Thunder Magic Railgun Cannons based on the Spell with the Same Name, Powered by 4 Magic reactors each, they took some to be charged, they only have one shot at this, even with 4 Magic reactors The Thoron Canons energy drain is still too great, so after their barrage, they'd be sitting ducks, Robin hoped this gamble would end in their favor "Fire when ready, Destroy those Dreadnaughts!" If she was at least able to destroy the Commander of this Invasion she already would have archived a tactical victory, the front of the ship energy was pumped into the Magical Reactors, electrical energy filled the whole room where Two Giant Canons were located, slowly the cannons rose out of the Ships for the Enemie to see.,
The operators of the Weapons were behind a Special Force Field that would protect them from the Magical and electrical discharge of the Thoron Canons.
On the Turian ship, Desolas looked with worry at the Giant cannons that came out of the Enemy Dreadnaught, His Worrie turned to fear when he saw the tips of the canons started to emit light, Electricity shot through Space, accompanied by a tremendous roar. "HELMSMAN MOVE US OUT OF WHATEVER IS COMING!" He gave his order not a Second too late, the ship moved and barleys the attack, two giant energy streams composed of thousands of lightning Bolts shot like a railgun at the Turian fleet.
Desolas and his crew looked with pure horror at the Palavans Shield took a direct hit, and was cut in half, debris and shrapnel flying everywhere, The Second Dreadnaught the Mighty Victor tried to Doge but still got hit, Half of the ship exploded and to make matters worse even the Palavan Pride did not get away unscathed, one of there engines got hit and exploded, sending shockwaves through the Ship, causing them to drift into remains of the Mighty Victor, the Ships collided, while the Shields did take most of the Damage, but the Pride of Palaven was now in a critical condition.
"We have Hull Breaches on Deck 3 and 4. only two of our engines are still functional, but one of them can only operate at 40% Power. shields are down and nonfunctional FTL capabilities barely function, and most of our weapons got Destroyed in the Collision, T-The electric discharge, this...this weapon also fried most of our systems, we needed to activate our reserve Eezo Generator to keep the remaining Systems active, Also we have received reports that several fires have started throughout the ship."
Desolas couldn't believe what he heard. The Pride of Palavan, the Strongest Ships the Turian have ever built and fielded, reduced to such a miserable State in only ONE ATTACK!
"CONCENTRATE ALL FIRE ON THEIR FLAGSHIP! I DONT CARE WHAT IT WILL COST US WE NEED TO DESTROY THIS WEAPON AT ONCE!" This was NOT acceptable. He would let those Aliens PAY for what they did. Two Dreadnaughts were destroyed, no one seemed to have survived, No, no one COULD have survived.
On the Surface of Shanxi, the Turians just started their assault on Shanxi Headquarters and they were already facing major seatbacks at the Front Gates, those soldiers were like nothing they have ever seen before, clad in white armor but also robes and Pointed hats, they did not use guns or something similar, no they wielded Staffs and Books of all things and SOMEHOW seem to perform the Impossible, Some of the Turians were frozen Solid, dying imminently of the sheer cold, others were turned to ash either by Fire or lightning, one poor bastard was strangled by a plant that suddenly came to life and even one of those Aliens SOMEHOW CREATED MINATURE BLACK HOLES FOR SPIRITS SAKE! that ripped one of their tanks to pieces, but there some good news for the Turians, Apperentley those Aliens don't have personal shields, most of them created shield or hid behind rubble but when they were hit it mostly fatal, If there were no what he assumed to be their medics to heal them. Still, while they did face heavy opposition from the Enemy, the Turians numerical Superiority allowed them to slowly take over the City, Saren Aterius the younger brother of Admiral Desulas Arterius, was getting annoyed ay showing this pathetic race there place Under Turian Superiority, Sure they had some unique tricks he gives them that but soon this all will belong to the Turians. Suddenly his Omni-Tool got a Comm Message from his Brother. "Saren here, Speak Brother how is it up there?" The Answer he received was not what he hoped.
"Not good Saren. The Enemy Flag Ship hat some kind of...Super Weapon, It fired Two Railgun shots at us. Each Shot made out of hundreds if not thousands of lightning bolts, It's ridiculous, We lost the other two Dreadnaughts and the Pride of Palavan nearly got reduced to junk, The Pride of Palaven will fall back and remain behind our Fleet to still give Command but she is out of the Fight...maybe even out of Service because whatever these weapons did, it fried most of our Systems and we can't get them back up, but there are some Good news, the enemy Fleet is almost destroyed and we're concentrating Firer at their Flag Ship, I will soon be able to send reinforcement down to you, And bezedebbe"
The Communication suddenly turned to static and Saren could not understand a Single Word but then it seemed to get better. "Lisszzzz Saren, Will cabzzzzzzz Later, Over a Bzzzzzz Out"
only gargled static could be heard, Saren didn't like this at all but he was glad his Brother was at least safe even if his Ship was damage But the loss of Two Dreadnaughts...Saren vowed to Kill 4 Aliens for every lost Turian life...to fill that quota...he needs to find the Civilians.
The Ylisse was Under constant bombardment, the shields were down, nothing could save the ship, but Robin had one final plan.
"To all Magic Core Officers...set all of the Cores into Magical Overload and then... full speed to the center of the enemy fleet, everybody to the escape pods, the Ylisse might be going down, but that doesn't mean she going alone, she will take as many enemies with her."
Everyone went to the Escape Pods while the Engineers did as ordered.
Robin smirk but was also quite Sad. Sacrificing the Ylisse was not easy especially because...
"You are sure you can to do that?" Spoke Robin and suddenly a mechanical, female voice said.
"Positive. It's my Duty to Protect you all. Don't worry Robin I send most of my Data to the Server on Shanxi. I will upload the rest of my consciousness before the Big Suprise for the Aliens goes off"
This was Ylisse. The AI of the Ylisse and one of Robins's closest friends. Despite being a bodyless Voice. "You better make it," Said Robin before she jumped into an Escape Pod. The Moment Ylisse knew no one was still on Board she put all the remaining power into the front Shields and the engines and shot forward. The Aliens apparently knowing what she tried concentrated their Fire at her, but now there were only Two Systems still active, the shields were too strong for the Eezo Weapons. She waited until she was ruffly at the Center of the Fleet, and began the Upload to the Shanxi Server and just after she finished uploading herself, every single-core exploded, creating a giant explosion that took out half of the remaining enemy Fleet and was even able to hit the retreating Pride of Palavan, damaging the Ship even more.
Everyone on the Pride of Palavan felt that MASSIVE Shoclvave that knocked them down. "what...what happened?" Asked Desolas shocked and his eyes widen at the reports, apparently, the Enemmy Flag Ship charged into the center of their fleet and detonated itself, the results were devastating.
"R-Report" He actually feard the answer. "We...we sustained heavy Damage, both remaining Engines are only running at 10% Power, our reserve generator is barely able to keep the Ship Systems running...our hull took major Damage and we have sustained many breaches, We...we are barely able to make it back to the Citadel, If are lucky, Communications completely down, As are most of our other system, we need to evacuate some floors because life Support can't sustain some segments of the ship so all crew members are advised to vacate to core segments or wear vacuum suits in order to save as much power as much as possible."
Ever Word Pained the Officer but also Desolate. He was about to give an Orders but than.
"Admiral. Multiple new Ships entering this Sector...S-SIR. L-LOOK!"
The Officer sounded terrified and when Desolas looked out of the Window he understood why. The Ship and the Fleet that appeared...was MASSIVE!. The Fleet itself contained only 100 Ships...but the sheer SIZE of those Ships... every ship was a Dreadnaught bigger than the Destiney Ascension and worst was the Flag Ship, it was big, too big. Big Enough Desolas could mistake it for a giant space station, but what was truly terrifying...was the Charging giant Canon. "No...NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO" He screamed in pure Panic when the Canon fired. Nearly every remaining Ships...were covered in a thick shell of, probably killing everyone onboard. "R-RETREAT, T-TOO THE CITADEL" Even without active Communication the few ships that remained...only 14 including the Pride of Palavan, understood that this battle was lost.
Now the retreating ships were hounded by enemy fire, 5 ships were lost
before they made it to the Mass Relay and disappeared.
On the Ice Serenity, White Heard observed the Effect of the Fimbulwinter Canon. She had to admit this was way better than she expected. Truly it was a Powerfull Weapon even with its flaws, its biggest flaw is probably that after one shot id needs a looong time to recharge. But that was irrelevant right now.
"I'm going planet side to Kill as many of those F*&* as I can. Bring our troops down as fast as possible!"
White Heart stood up and with a flash of light was in her NEXT Form. Under her, a Trapdoor opened and she fell through. She literally felt out of the Ship and when she was in Space she headed down to Shanxi, faster than any transport could, She reached the city pretty fast and without hesitation began her Attack. She created multiple Small Blue Balls of energy and then SMASHED them with her Axe. "GEFAHRLICHTERN" She screamed when she shot her Magical Ice Balls With ease, she decimated the Aliens.
she saw them they looked kinda like Birds or Dinosaurs somewhere in-between, When the Aliens saw her they immediately opened fire but She just created a Barrier in front of her, when the Aliens realized that their attacks didn't do any Damages they stopped wich gave White Heart the opening she needed, in front of her were at least 1000 alien Soldiers, In the past, such numbers could have been Slightly Dangerous. But now where she had Multiple Planets Under her control and of course alot more people that live in her Nation her Share Energy was now so high that even a Group of 100,00 Soldiers would be a piece of Cake for her...WITHOUT her NEXT form. "ZERTSORUNG" With those Words she started her Atatck...well...no...her Slaughter would be a much more fitting Name, She completely decimated the Aliens, cutting them down, turning them Pieces of Meat on the Ground, One vary daring Soldier attacked her with some kind of Blue Energy, She swiftly dealt with him, First she cut off one of his Arms and than sie punched him trough multiple Walls. She was quite surprised when she saw the Guy-at least she assumed it was a Guy-was still alive...if barley. "Huh. So some of you can at least take a Hit. Too bad none of your comrades were that tough" She left the Soldier lying there, knowing he probably didn't even understand her. She flew away to help elsewhere...not knowing that sparing this one Soldier...was an Act she later would deeply Regret.