The silence in the vacuum of space lasted for exactly three seconds.
Prince Phil's flagship was gone. The pride of the Kentari Dominion, a massive, heavily shielded dreadnought, had simply ceased to exist in a silent flash of blue light.
The arrogant, whining prince was a compressed speck of dark matter floating in the void.
Lucifer stood on the balcony of Zephyria, his hand still raised. The black lightning faded from the Gauntlet of the Void King.
"I don't think he finished his speech," Elara noted dryly, stepping up beside him. The Twilight Sovereign's iridescent armor shifted seamlessly.
She leaned on her violet-flaming spear, a predatory smirk touching her lips. "He sounded very passionate about processing our crew."
"He was tedious," Lucifer said smoothly, lowering his arm. "I expedited the conversation."
[System Warning: Hostile Action Confirmed!]
[Faction Status Updated: Zephyrian Empire is now at War with the Kentari Dominion.]
