Here's the next chapter for you all, questions will be answered and others will be asked. Note: I only own what characters i create, the names and places i invent and the ships and vehicles i seem to be designing in droves for this single story.

I would like to thank AlexanderD for all his help and i strongly recomend reading his story New Dawn. I hope he likes the character named after him Admiral Alec Xander.

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AlexanderD: If my work has grown to such depths it is because i find myself competing with your own own, and i still think i'm losing. A sleeping lion is finally going to strike and they have been preparing for this day for quite some time.

Shadows-of-Realm: Some day the fight will end, just not right now because they just had to go and attack Earth.

MalSer: Glad to here it.

jackpotdante: Well, their weapons are already pretty effective as it goes, the only real downside is the ammo limitations.

Jedi Carpet: Its nice to know you would if you could and i'm glad you can now.

romanhellhound: The results of what happens when give an advanced civilisation an idea of what could be possible if only the technology exists, and for the Vanir it most certainly does.

Sajuuk: I promised to respond to every review, that been said i am glad you like the chapter. However i have no intention of turning this into a crossover outside of the estabilished stargate universe so as AlexanderD told you, no.

The planet Lucia had many descriptions depending on who you asked. To the people living there it was home, the place where they lived, where their family lived, the world where their children would grow up and maybe start their own family. Too many outsiders though the planet was home to criminals and covered in shantytowns that were no better than slums. It was a cesspit that should be wiped off the galactic map in order to cleanse the universe of the taint that had resulted from its existence. The Lucian Alliance was viewed with both fear and hate by the people of who knew of them and because of this the planet Lucia was hated which meant its people were hated. It was unfortunate really considering that the Lucians were forced into joining the Alliance more often than not, but the Alliance needed man power and they had served in a way to unite the peoples of Lucia towards a common goal. The Alliance sought to improve their standing in the galaxy with the demise of the Goa'uld, and while this was an admirable goal their methods were not. In recent years Lucia had grown beyond being a planet of slums, standing as the capital world of the Lucian Alliance. Unfortunately it was this very same fact that gave it its description to the Tau'ri. It was the home of their enemy, home to a people who had chosen to grab power at the price of others freedom and civil liberties and more importantly the last fortress of a threat to be neutralised.

The Alliance heads would have thought that this description the Tau'ri had for them was laughable. They were an organization that had risen from nothing to becoming a major galactic power. From the ashes left behind by the System Lords demise a phoenix of an entirely knew kind had risen and they would not fall to humans that had only just arisen as a galactic power themselves. They had been slowly amassing power for years. Even while the Goa'uld stood strong they had been smuggling and selling their services, which had been very much in demand. But what they failed to recognise was the fact that the Tau'ri had risen to power while the Goa'uld were still strong, and in just a decade they had toppled the System Lords one by one. They were a race that had been entrusted with the knowledge and wisdom of the Asgard, a race which the Goa'uld while in their prime had not wanted to antagonise. They also believed that the Tau'ri only possessed a small fleet of ships which, while admittedly were powerful, would be no match for the forces that the Alliance had amassed over the years.

They felt safe in their position, having reinforced Lucia with dozens of Al'kesh and Ha'tak to protect their capital world, so it was a shock when reports filtered back to them that they had begun to lose contact with other worlds. Losing communication with one world was understandable since if the stargate was engaged then they obviously would not be able to establish a connection. But losing contact with multiple worlds was not supposed to happen, not when those worlds also had ships that could use subspace communications to contact the capital. The current leader of the Alliance was Masim, who had made it his mission to rise up in the Alliance in the name of his deceased daughter Kiva. While the Alliance was slowly reforming after Netan's demise Masim had slowly been amassing power, the fact that his daughter was able to gain the position of commander in the Alliance was a sign that he knew who was best suited for what tasks and his daughter had been very good at the tasks he set her. He had even rallied Kefflin to his corner, granting Netans most trusted friend free reign in dealing death and destruction wherever it was needed in exchange for his support. Now he was in a position of true power and he was not willing to lose it, so when the first strange reports started to reach him he immediately gathered the others and reacted to the situation. He immediately ordered that every planet under control of the Lucian Alliance be contacted. He then had every fleet asset away from their home bases be recalled at once after their base was successfully contacted. In the case that a planet could not be contacted he had the fleet assets rerouted to Lucia. The picture that formed was grave. Every single planet under Alliance control they had been unable to contact, every mining world, farming world, shipyard and even the few supply bases they had they were unable to contact. It seemed the only standing bastion left was Lucia itself. Even the independent fleets they had out in the deep black they had been unable to contact. It was as if Lucia had been completely cut off from the rest of the galaxy, they could not contact their deep space fleets or their other planets as the stargate refused to establish a lock and subspace communication could not be established. It had to be that somehow, someway they had been isolated and their lines of communication cut. The only other explanation was that each of their worlds had come under attack and had fallen without even voicing a cry for help.

The truth was far from both these theories. The worlds of the Lucian Alliance had not in fact all fallen without a word and many were in fact still standing. In prelude to a surprise attack it considered a wise move to prevent the enemy from calling in reinforcements or from reporting that the attack has even happened. If you can prevent the enemy from knowing that their defences have been breached then you can deal a critical blow before they are even aware they are vulnerable. The initial stages of the Tau'ri plans to neutralise the Alliance had involved scouting out each Alliance world and secretly placing jamming devices that would prevent anything further than short range communication. Of the Tau'ri themselves were not susceptible to the blades of their own swords since they had positioned ships just beyond the jamming area that were well within short distance communication range. They could co-ordinate their forces as they struck every world the Alliance had stepped on, as well as engaging several fleets of ships.

However even though this method neutralised subspace communications it was still possible to communicate using the gate network. Since beaming away stargates would have alerted the Lucians to their plans a more subtle approach had been needed to neutralise gate communications with Lucia. Infiltration had revealed that while regular reports to Lucia were fairly common under the new leadership communication between the other worlds was not, Lucia was after all the hub for the Lucian Alliance and made regular contact with its worlds for status reports. So it was decided that neutralising the one gate would be far easier a task than disabling dozens. To achieve this they utilised a modified version of the avenger virus that had been developed by Doctor Felger and which had in turn been modified by Ba'al. The virus was originally designed to literally scramble the gate co-ordinates stored within the DHD making dialling other worlds impossible. When Ba'al had further modified it the virus utilised the correlative update system to spread to every DHD in the Milky Way gate network. This newly modified version also utilised the update system to spread itself, however it was programmed to only spread to a single DHD that was the closest to the one originally holding the virus. By placing the virus in a DHD that had been placed on a ship in the fleet just outside of the Lucian home system the virus was transmitted and rendered the gate useless.

Reports were already filtering back to the main fleet near Lucia of successful assaults across multiple worlds as well as readiness for the next wave of attacks. The first attacks had been directed at fleet targets as well as worlds they had limited information about, like the supply depot that Colonel Reynolds had lead the assault against. Fleet targets had been harder to deal with because it had required them to launch precision strikes before the enemy could escape. In these cases sneak attacks combined with overwhelming force had been employed to great effect, allowing them to quickly disable enemy hyperdrives within the first volley using precision strikes from low powered plasma beams. With their only means of escape gone the Ha'tak and groups of Al'kesh were left at the mercy of the combat groups, and even command groups in the case of the larger groups.

As volley after volley of ion bolts shattered shields and plasma beams disabled critical systems the Alliance ships quickly found themselves with only one option remaining, surrender. The fact that this was even an option surprised the Alliance ship crews greatly, with the sheer amount firepower the Tau'ri were displaying they could very easily have destroyed the Alliance vessels outright with a single blow but instead they had only disabled them. The Alliance would have taken this option, if only in a bid to capture the enemy vessels to increase the size of their fleet, but the Tau'ri were unlikely to have any use for the vessels when their own were clearly superior. Which meant the only other reason for disabling the vessels was so that they could acquire prisoners. Of course by the time they came to this conclusion they were already being beamed into empty hangers and rendered unconscious by a stun wave similar to that used by the Wraith. In no fit state to resist they were quickly stripped of their weapons and any pieces of technology they had on them.

Lucia

"Well it's almost time," said Janus.

"You don't think this is a little unfair?" asked Morgan. "They have no idea what is about to descend upon them. It'll be a massacre."

"You reap what you sow," said Oma.

The other two looked at her surprised.

"A little cold for you Oma," commented Janus. "I mean yes they did have this coming but I would have thought you of all people would be against such a move."

"What he said," agreed Morgan, equally puzzled by the normally docile ascended beings sudden attitude.

"We know the tree will shed its leaves and spread its seeds, but we cannot say what will happen when they finally fall," said Oma.

"What do you know?" asked Janus.

Oma smirked. "What I have learned over time and through experience."

"That is really unhelpful," said Janus.

Morgan sighed. "I suppose it was too much to ask for a straight answer."

"Mark my words though one of these days…" said an exasperated Janus before running out of steam.

Enterprise

General O'Neill sat on the bridge of his flagship reading the reports from the other task groups. The first attacks had certainly gone well and early indicators suggested that the rest would proceed just as swiftly but one thing had been made glaringly apparent. While the SGC personnel and the marines that worked with them were quite capable they were not use to fighting on such a large scale when it came to ground battles. They clearly lacked the weaponry necessary to fight large numbers of opponents effectively, and dug in opponents in a fortified position weren't even worth considering. If they found themselves unable to bring in air support then they were out of options in terms of their own and Colonel Reynolds battle against the Alliance had made this fact quite clear. Only the assistance that the Vanir had offered to provide, as a way of field testing the Titans, had allowed for their survival and the success of the mission. That meant they either needed to expand their forces to include vehicles or they needed some Titans of their own. In all honesty both seemed like the appropriate answer since Colonel Reynolds had personally noted that the Titans had proved invaluable. That report certainly reassured the General that including them in the planned attack on Lucia had been the right call. The intimidation factor alone would mean they would be invaluable in gaining control of the ground quickly.

This next battle was going to be the really hard one. All the others they had planned and were even now executing had been simple in comparison. The attack on Lucia would require them to hit the enemy hard and fast without hesitation, only then would they be able to assure victory with minimal casualties. In the next battle it wouldn't just be their own lives at risk but the lives of the civilian population of Lucia, they needed this victory even more so than the Tau'ri did. Just like the Nazi's the first place the Alliance had conquered had been their own home, a fact that people could be quick to overlook. If they were to truly obtain victory here then they would need to kill the head that was the Alliance so that the body that was Lucia would not need to die also, certainly not an easy task.

It would certainly be easy to grind the Lucian Alliance into the dust. To shatter them into fragments and then smash those fragments once again until there was nothing left but atoms. But if they did that then they would lose something of themselves as well, a part of their humanity that made them say know to tyranny, to oppression and slavery, and yes to freedom. If they wished to set the standards that they were to live by then they would need to win this battle the right way, and that made victory so much harder to achieve.

"Attention all forces, this is General O'Neill. Commence the operation."

Around the Enterprise a fleet unlike any seen before had gathered for this one attack. Vessels of the Tau'ri, Free Jaffa and even the Asgard had gathered together with the sole purpose of striking at the heart of the Lucian Alliance, Lucia itself. Upon receiving the signal the allied fleet gathered together the power of their hyperdrives and opened a single massive hyperspace window. This massive void to another dimension promptly swallowed up 33 304's, 66 305's, 25 306's, 40 Beliskner's, a single O'Neill and 16 Ha'tak C's.

Lucia

Around this world sat the last remnants of the space forces of the Lucian Alliance consisting of 37 Ha'tak A's and a lone Ha'tak B, the flagship of Masim. Of course Masim and the other Alliance heads had no idea that this was the case. They simply believed that Lucia was about to come under attack from enemy forces and that they had been isolated from the rest of their forces in preparation for this attack so that they could not call in reinforcements when the attack came. Little did they know that they were right and wrong at the same time. Yes they had been isolated from the rest of their forces in preparation for an attack but there were no longer any reinforcements that could be called in. By the time a massive hyperspace window opened and deposited the allied fleet every target that the Tau'ri had planned to assault had been neutralised and the strike forces were already on their way to Lucia.

The reaction from the Alliance ships was absolute panic at the sheer size of the fleet that had been amassed against them. The enemy they faced had a fleet that was over five times larger than their own, and the Ha'tak C's alone would have been capable of destroying them, albeit at considerable loss but it would be a victory nonetheless. Right now surrender seemed like the only chance they had of surviving the hell storm that was about to descend upon them.

Unfortunately that decision lay solely in the hands of the enemy they faced. It was entirely up to them whether or not to give the option of surrender or simply blast them into atoms. Luckily for them that option was apparently on the table.

Broadcasting on an open frequency a subspace message was received by the Alliance fleet as the enemy encroached further and further. Also on the surface of the planet this message was heard courtesy of speaker systems that had been hidden throughout the various shanty towns. On the ships in orbit and on the surface below, the peoples of Lucia stopped and listened to the message being sent to them.

"Attention forces of the Lucian Alliance, this is General Jack O'Neill of the Tau'ri and commander of the allied forces that you now face. You are greatly outnumbered and outmatched and have no chance of victory. Surrender at once and I promise that no harm will come to you, but those that do not will be taken by force. If you wish to surrender then lower your shields immediately and prepare to be taken into custody."

Many people on the ships were silently thanking whatever being had decided that they deserved mercy rather than outright destruction. But it seemed their illustrious leader was not one of these people given the nature of his reply.

"I am Masim of the Lucian Alliance," was the angry reply. "You Tau'ri dogs will never see the Lucian Alliance bow down to the likes of you. You will pay for your crimes that much I swear."

"Masim I know who you are and why you are angry but what is done is done and cannot be changed."

"I will have your head for what you have done," Masim shouted back. "You will pay for the death of my daughter with the lives of your people. None of you shall escape my wrath. That first attack was just the beginning. I will drop hundreds, no thousands of bombs upon your world."

"No Masim," O'Neill shouted back, now equally as angry. "It is you who shall feel our wrath. For your crimes against innocent people of my world and of this galaxy you shall pay. You and the rest of the Alliance leadership will be captured or killed of that I swear. You got lucky the first time round and managed to drop a bomb over heads, a bomb that failed to go I might add but still cost the lives of innocent people and for that you will pay."

There was a pause as O'Neill took a breath to calm himself before continuing.

"Your daughter led an attack against my people and we rightly defended ourselves and as a result she was killed. I know what it is like to lose a child and it is a pain I wish no one should have to experience but it was her own actions that cost her her life and nothing is going to change that. I have seen too many innocent people suffer in my time because of the actions of a few with a score to settle and I will not willingly let it happen again. This is going to end right here, right now one way or the other but not at the cost of innocent peoples lives."

"So what will you do if I say that I will never surrender to the likes of you General?" Masim spat.

"Then you will be captured by force and be brought to face justice the hard way."

"You will not take me alive General. I would rather die than live and have failed to avenge my daughter."

"Is that your final answer? You won't surrender?"

"It is."

"Very well then. Anyone on the ships in orbit who do wish to surrender should drop their shields immediately. You have ten seconds to comply, starting now."

By the time the ten seconds had expired several things had happened. The allied fleet had descended on the Alliance ships and had them completely surrounded. Well over half the Alliance ships had lowered their shields, the first few having triggered a domino effect that resulted in more and more succumbing to the fear for their lives. The allied fleet had also powered their weapons and systematically targeted each of the enemy vessels in orbit of the planet.

Once the time was up they acted. Those ships that had lowered their shields had their interiors set alight with white light as the crews were beamed away and taken into custody, just like their comrades before them. Meanwhile those that hadn't had their shields repeatedly pounded at by very, very low powered ICT rounds. These individual shots were hardly anything for the Ha'tak to worry about, but on mass they would be capable of breaking their shields in no time. But even if their shields failed the armour of the ships would be able to disperse the energy and easily withstand the hit if they remained at such a low power level, and that was exactly what was being counted on. Against such a mass of shots being levelled at them the shields of the Ha'tak vessels quickly failed, and once they did there was nothing stopping the crews of the vessels from being beamed away. Once the Alliance vessels had been swept clean of their crews the Jaffa vessels started to ring aboard new crews to move the ships away from orbit. With orbital supremacy being held by the 304's and 305's and the lone O'Neill the rest of the allied fleet slowly descended into the atmosphere with the Asgard vessels leading the way.

From the surface of Lucia and to the people that lived there it looked like the sky was being electrified as the Asgard drive systems excited the atmosphere forming storm clouds as a result. Then from the storms that blocked out the sun emerged ship after ship of three different types, and each of which were strikingly different to any they had ever seen before. As the people stood and stared at the mighty vessels that came to rest in the skies above them beams of white light like spotlights reached out from the dark purple vessels and swept across the surface. Whenever these beams passed over a person that person preceded to inexplicably vanish from where they stood before the light had moved on. Fear started to grip them as more and more people were ferreted away to places unknown and in a blind panic they tried to run away but to no avail as the lights were faster than they were. It was not until the last person had vanished from the area of land beneath that the beams blinked out of existence and the ships moved on to their next destination.

The capital city of Lucia was mainly composed of a Goa'uld built temple like structure that had been abandoned an age ago when the Naquadah mines had run dry. Left to fend for themselves the peoples of Lucia had been unable to build anything as advanced as the temple structure to live in and had been forced to build the various shanty towns when overcrowding became an issue. When the Alliance had moved to seize power in the wake left by the System Lords this former temple had become the palace to whoever ruled the Alliance, now it belonged to Masim. What had once been a temple was now a small fortress with numerous staff cannons mounted along its walls and a salvage armour type shield protecting it from orbital bombardment. This was the final bastion where Masim would make his stand against those who had come for him. Escape by gate travel was no longer an option since it simply refused to establish a lock no matter what address they tried so now he was forced to weather the storm that was even now almost upon him.

Outside the palace the streets were empty and void of the life that would normally inhabit them. That was about to change, and not for the better as far as Masim was concerned. In a flash of white light twenty Titans appeared before the main gate of the temple only to be immediately hit by the torrential downpour of staff cannon blasts. The Titans had been selected for this mission though because of their resilience and they easily weathered the storm directed at them. From the dust cloud that encompassed them shot out green beams of energy that shattered the once strong gatehouse of the capital building. When the dust finally cleared all that was left was a pile of rubble and a number of groaning Lucian soldiers. With their objective clear the Titans strode into the palace and broke up into four groups. One of the groups stayed by the remains of the main gate to prevent anyone who might try to escape while the others proceeded deeper into the palace, with the Goa'uld inclination to large corridors working in their favour.

The Titans proceeded deeper and deeper into the palace overcoming any obstacle the Lucians put up against them. Masim had gathered only the most loyal soldiers to act as his personal guard and they defended their leader with a fanaticism that defied reason. They hurled themselves at the Vanir exoskeletons in an attempt to harm the metallic monsters only to be swept aside with ease. Against the Titans any resistance the Lucians could muster was useless, their projectile weapons barely able to scratch the naquadah trinium armour plating. The only weapons they had that were moderately effective were the staff cannons but when faced by them the Titans simply raised their shields and opened up on them with plasma repeaters instead of tossing aside the enemy soldiers.

It wasn't long before the metallic monsters reached the throne room and smashed their way through the gold covered doors. Inside Masim and the best of his men were waiting for them. When the five Titans tore through the door they opened up with everything they had. The fear on their faces though when the ten foot monsters walked through the door would have made Sokar smile, they had never seen such things and it was only made worse as the things picked up the nearest soldiers and tossed them across the room.

Masim backed away in terror as the five hulks approached, casually tossing aside anyone that dared to get in their way. As one of them approached he crumpled to the floor as he hit the back wall. He hastily got to his feet again, continuing to fire his pistol at the foe before him. The Titan raised its open hand and reached out towards Masim. The Titans hand shot out and slammed Maim against the wall, his feet dangling a whole three feet off the ground. The force of impact sent his gun clattering to the floor and Masim found himself pinned in place by the massive hand across his torso, the Titans fingers having been sunk several inches into the wall. As the rest of his guards were swept aside and formed up around the beast that had pinned in place, keeping guard of their captive.

"What are you waiting for?" he managed with the little air in his lungs.

The Titan lowered its head to look at him, its glowing white eyes void of emotion. In a deep booming voice the thing replied.

"We are waiting for the others to disable the shield generator preventing us from beaming out," the Titan operator stated.

"Then what?" he asked breathlessly.

"Then you will face justice."

As the creature spoke those words an explosion shook the palace, marking the destruction of the shield generator preventing beaming out. With that barrier no longer present the occupants of the planet were whisked away in a flash of light.

In a wide bowl like valley of dust the men and women of the planet Lucia and the Lucian Alliance reappeared in a flash of light until the entire basin was filled. As was expected they were disorientated from the sudden relocation, some of them arrived unconscious having been taken prisoner on other worlds or rendered so during the fighting. Overhead elongated death gliders soared, coming to rest above the edge of the basin. The rings imbedded in the back of the gliders activated and began depositing Jaffa warriors that had been trained under Teal'c, as indicated by their plasma rifles and trinium armour. In flashes of light they were joined the Titans that the Lucians who had faced them had come to fear. Meanwhile the ships of the allied fleet that had entered the atmosphere had gathered over the valley, their numbers in danger of blocking out the sun itself.

As the captured Lucian Alliance members were asking themselves what was about to happen to them three giant holograms appeared before them. These holograms were of Teal'c, General O'Neill and Thor.

"People of the Lucian Alliance," began O'Neill. "The time has come for change."

Above his head a hologram image of a brig aboard a Tau'ri vessel appeared. In it were the leaders of the Lucian Alliance, with notable faces being Kefflin and Masim.

"The Lucian Alliance under its previous and current leadership have been antagonistic not only to the Tau'ri but to the peoples of this galaxy as a whole," Jack continued. "As a result the races you see before you have gathered together to bring an end to the Lucian Alliance in its current form. Now all of you have been gathered here at Lucia for one reason, a reason I will soon explain to you. But before that there is something you must be made aware of. Lucia is not the only world that our forces have visited today. Before we came here our forces have destroyed every single shipyard, mining site and kassa farm in the Alliance domain. All of your stored weapons and resources have been taken and in the case of the kassa destroyed, and all of your ships have been captured. Now you have a choice to make. The leaders of the Alliance are going to be exiled to live on this world and will not be allowed use of the stargate. However we realise that many of you do not agree with the policies of the Alliance and have been forced into working for them since you were children. If you so choose you may leave this world for a new one, a world where you be given a chance to start over as a people. The Asgard have kindly agreed to protect this world and help those that choose to live there make a new start. However those that would try to restart the Lucian Alliance using its original doctrine of taking what you want by force you will be left here. Make no mistake the Asgard are a great and noble race but you do not want to cross them after they show you compassion."

The spotlights that had swept up the people Lucia not so long ago now returned, only this time they remained fixed in place on the inside of the basin.

"All of you that wish to live on New Lucia step forward, all of you that you wish to remain here stay where you are. I would advise you to accept this offer because it won't be offered again."

Slowly the crowds started to move forwards towards the beams of light and one by one the people of the Lucian Alliance began to vanish. Undoubtedly there were those amongst them who wanted a new start free from the Alliance, some probably only wanted to get off this rock and find somewhere else in the galaxy to live while maybe a few thought they could bide their time and start their own new Alliance somewhere. What they didn't realise was that the Asgard would test each of the people they were taking as their wards and determine what their motives were, and those that had no intention of changing their ways would be left behind on Lucia with the rest of the Alliance leadership.

"Well well well," said Janus. "That was certainly interesting."

"You knew didn't you?" Morgan asked Oma.

"I suspected," she said. "But sometimes all you can have is faith. Faith that people will choose the nobler path."

"In other words you just hoped," Morgan stated.

"I had faith," Oma assured them.

"I suppose if the Asgard were lending a hand then it wasn't going to be a massacre," admitted Janus.

"Oh I don't know I remember what Thor was like when it came to Goa'uld stepping foot on one of the worlds he was protecting," said Morgan.

"People change," said Janus. "Look at me."

"Yes it has been a while since you built something that is going to cause someone a headache," said Morgan as she and Oma departed.

"You're one to talk Morgan," Janus yelled after her.

Pegasus Galaxy – Wraith Shipyard/Colony

The world was one of the many colonies that the Wraith had established since Echidna had retaken her place as Matriarch. This particular world had a small housing capacity and was focused more on the large shipyard it was home to. Being an important world it was appropriately defended by a number of ships placed around the system, the nearest of which to the planet at the moment was a Wraith carrier. This vessel was much like a hive ship only much thinner and carrying five times the number of darts, or in this case hornets. These vessels were much less focused on personnel carrying and more on combat and featured all of the upgrades that Todd had created.

A hyperspace window opened above the world and a dozen arrow shaped ships exited and immediately began firing on the shipyard below. The carrier immediately started moving towards the attacking fleet and fifty thousand hornets were launched in an attempt to overwhelm them with sheer weight of numbers. But by the time they had gotten in range to start firing the ships had powered their hyperdrives and escaped into hyperspace. The enemy had been driven off but the damage had already been done. The shipyard had been heavily damaged and thousands of Wraith had become casualties as a result.

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