Message to the Equestrian Empire
"Invasion of the reverse engineering site is no longer a viable plan. They are progressing much faster than we were, therefore, we will destroy the system. Continued work on the project cannot be allowed."

LIV Shuroh
The Shuroh has been stripped down to only the vital crew of navigator and pilot and launched at the Keillv system. The particle tractor system has not been activated, and the current velocity is 5000c. The ship is taking an erratic course to the system, apparently trying to take the longest course possible. However, due to its great speed, it should reach the system within the week ((This same post)).

Military Expansion
Ships continue to be built, with the entire production power of the planet going into them, it is up to one warship a month. The prototype carrier is being built around both Shuroh and Terra, each planet building half of it. Unfortunately, the crews are still learning how to operate Equestrian equipment, so instead of putting Equestrian weaponry on the vessel the LCF has decided to just build really big shield breakers and hope they work. Construction of the fighters continue.
1 New Warship
10 New fighters
Carrier Construction: 25%

Infrastructure expansion
The central module of the ORCCC has been launched, construction has begun on more shipyard modules.

Keillv System
A gravity lensing effect approached the system with an apparent speed of 5000c, the signature matched up with a Lakfakalle vessel's warp drive. Just a minute before it reaches the system, a message was transmitted.

"I am become death, destroyer of worlds."

A minute later, the ship dropped out of warp. A huge cone of radiation and particles was emitted from the vessel's bow, glowing blue due to the sheer density of the radiation. It spread across the system, until it came to the closest planet to the vessel that it had come from. That planet was immediately ripped apart, leaving nothing behind. The cone continued to spread outwards, hitting the reverse-engineering site next. Within six hours, the cone had expanded across the entire system. A single star went out in the skies of planets across the universe, a single star out of trillions. An event so insignificant that only astronomers on planets in the same galactic arm cared about it. Yet for two nations, it meant everything.

Keillv
In raging amounts of fury and hate, the Ceramus's invasion fleet have begun attempting to FTL-impact the sun of Lakfakalle, performing calculations to land the ship right inside the star and see the outcome, and uses one of the two capital ships in the fleet to perform the task with all crews still in (death with honor!). The rest of the fleet begins its journey to one of the Equestrian Empire's military centers. A long path has also been considered to gather as much energy as possible

After the same time period as the human's (a week), the huge ship suddenly stops itself right in the middle of the star and releases huge amounts of accumulated destructive energy from within, releasing a huge pseudo-supernova comparable to Eta Carinae thousands of years ago, and wrapping the entire system in cataclysmic force.

And yet, Lakfakalle still remains intact. But why, exactly?

A black sphere, glowing a malicious maroon, wrapped around the planet. From the planet within, everywhere was dark, but not total darkness. It was the same starry sky, but now in an eerie red hue. Everywhere was still in their normal temperatures, despite being blotted out of light.

Retsukuu Yomo held up a little red gem to keep up the barrier while still waiting to talk with the officials, and should it drop to the ground, Lakfakalle disintegrates in the hot gas and intense radiation. She'd fix this problem permanently later after she'd finished talking, but should she be treated coldly by the officers, Yomo will drop the gem.

Response

The watchers saw the star die in the sky, felt the burst of energy as all life in a system was extinguished and they saw hatred. Hatred, and immaturity and a disregard for the greater good. Passing this on up the chamber, it reached the Primicerii major council, who authorised emergency proceedings. Planetary defences word activated, shields set up, tractor beams prepared. What the Ceramus had done to the LCF world was bad... but this was just unacceptable, regardless of war. What was the motive, what was the purpose? Were they not pleased with killing everyone on the planet? Were they not pleased with destroying the planet? Were they not pleased with destroying everything around the planet? Did they have to destroy the ENTIRE SYSTEM? What was next, the destruction of the entire galaxy? Such unrestrained emotion from such primitive species. They are children, and must be taught.

But not in 100 thousand years had a child had the audacity to destroy an entire solar system without good reason...

Message to the LCF

"Anyone can destroy, parvulus, but it takes a truly great sentient to create. And tell me, for all your destruction here, what is it exactly that you have created from this act wanton destruction, can you name a single thing? I thought not. Do you have an excuse for yourself as to the destruction? There are now, as a result of the Universal War, under three hundred billion stars in the Milky Way. Do you understand that you have destroyed over 1/300 billionth of this galactic body? You destroyed it over what, some guns? Maybe I should transmit to them in the information on Dark Energy weaponry, and give them the powers of your anti-proton weapons in a weapon the size of a rifle. Do not forget how primitive you are, Lakfakalle. If it were up to us, we would have your leaders repurposed and your people brought to learning, they would be taught the error of their ways and forged into a new, greater state, powered by logic and reason and unity over your superstition and arrogance and hatred... But judgement is not ours to bestow and even if you embraced reason and surrendered now, I cannot guarantee the Ceramus would accept it. Beg fate that the Ceramus will be as merciful as us."

((Note there are estimated to be around 300 billion stars in the Milky Way))

Operation Free Market update

Deep cover identified.
Sabotage team proceeding as planned...
New Directives received.
Preparing.

Invasion update
Unaware that Lakfakalle still survives, the invasion fleet has celebrated in joy over its apparent destruction. Current position reports that all 100 ships are now stationed 1 lightyear away from their target, ready to close in once the Triarian fleets have readied. Long range weapons are now readied, others remain inactive until combat has been initiated. Kinetic weapon still unready. It was fortunate that the star of Lakfakalle survived; otherwise another three hundred billionth of the galaxy would have been demolished again.

Military movements

A large battle group has joined the Ceramus forces. It consists of a mere 20 vessels, though it has two of the powerful Praetorian class ships of the line, designed to take immense punishment and continue to fight

Message to the Triarians
"It is up to you, you could exterminate our species in whatever way you want. So why haven't you? You could overpower every nation in this galaxy right now, but you have decided not to. It is illogical, you have no extensive morals to hold you back, so why not conquer us? The galaxy is your playground, you are infinitely more advanced than all others here, and yet you haven't even fired a single shot at us! Why? The Ceramus tried to conquer us, that's why we destroyed that system, we refuse to allow them to take the only slight advantage we have away from us, and now you threaten to give them technology instead of stomping all over us! None of us understand this war at all, all we know is that we were attacked! When we are attacked, we fight back to the best of our ability, in spite of how completely superior the enemy is. We gave them a chance to give up their gains, we even offered to help them colonize for once, but they responded with more weapons fire. We would like nothing more than peace, but the Ceramus seem bent on fighting us! It's completely illogical, losses could be prevented by peace, and now they're simply trying to destroy what they could ever gain? The only way we can respond is with destruction, they refuse to speak any other language to us. The system had to be destroyed, we couldn't let them get the power of the antiproton streamer along with their kinetic bombardment weapons."

Retsukuu Yomo
The president stared at Retsukuu astonished, reports flooded in on the screens around the room about how the planet had been saved by some sort of shell. No Lakfakalle-born psychic could possibly do that.

"You... you saved our planet! What do you want? We'll give you anything! You just saved our lives!" He said, barely believing it could all be true.

Message to the Equestrian Empire
"Shuroh and Terra have been destroyed. The death toll is twenty billion, Lakfakalle has been saved inexplicably. The Kalle system appears to have gone supernova, the fleet was contained within some sort of shell. Do not approach the Kalle system until it has been confirmed that it is safe. In the event that the Kalle system has truly lost its star, we will request assistance in constructing a massive warp ring to move the planet to a new system. You have to construct a defensive network, we are severely outgunned and outnumbered. Do not engage the enemy if at all possible, we cannot afford any losses."

Message to the LCF

"You act as though you expect us to brutally murder you in your sleep and steal all your lands. You fail to understand the Greater Good. Due to high risk to the populations at the current time due to food production short comings, newly taken races would introduce further strain and will suffer from the same food problems, thus breaking the doctrine of the Greater Good. Worlds would likely be ravaged by over zealous defenders who refuse to accept us and as a result of the damage would produce less food. At the current time, the Collective is suffering from an extensive population problem, as a result our current aim is to find more suitable agricultural worlds and take them without severe damage, hence the current targeting of non-space faring species. If we took over your worlds, it would result in needless deaths by starvation for it's inhabitants, particularly in the case of the Equestrians who would never surrender and allow us to take their worlds. As a result, we would inherit damaged worlds and even if we brainwashed and took over your entire population, the damage would take time to repair. Lands hit by Dark Energy, anti-proton or anti-matter weapons can not be repaired in a traditional sense, it would take vast amounts of energy to 'repair' the land. Lands damaged by standard energy weapons is also difficult to repair. Lands damaged by ballistic weaponry such as that used by the primitive species is much easier to repair and be adapted into suitable agricultural lands to feed the individuals of the Collective. Nations are generally viciously opposed to introduction into the Collective. Answer me this, if I flew my ship above your planet and stated that you would become part of the Collective, would you accept that? Of course not. In response to your second strand of thought, the Ceramus appear to have the necessary resources to occupy the LCF without the adverse effects of starvation. This war is the result of primitive species, and we do think that discussion needs to be had over the usage of unstable and dangerous drive technology. Regardless, given your explanation and... uh... new information regarding your... inconsistant capabilities having led to us classifying you beyond your technological level, we have decided that your actions in destroying the Anti-Proton weapon before it would cause the destruction of many of more of your people considering we have noticed... other information regarding certain wide spread destruction and a anomalous Lakfakalle survival already having been caused as a result. We therefore must concede that your actions were in accordance with the greater good, attempting to do what you could do to make what is best for as many sentients as possible... now and possibly future. Thus, we shall retract the threat of offering Dark Energy weaponry to the Ceramus, however our war with you shall continue as a result of your alliance with the Equestrians who have declared war on us. We apologise for the destruction that will be caused to your species as a result of your war with us and the war you have been having with the Ceramus which has now become merged with our own." Apparently it hadn't become clear to the Triarii that in the LCF it was probably not the best plan to say 'We apologise for killing you'...

Message to the AIF
"We will not let these atrocities go unpunished. We are sending two fleets to Lakfalle to back you."
True to there word two fleets arrived and were ready to defend Lakfalle.

Operation:Knightfall
The Archmages, using illusion magic and shields, injunction with the Pegasi stealth teams took out the 5 Umbrae populus within the city, shield used to contain there noxious gasses. It didn't take long for the mess to be cleaned up.

Chaos
The two gems were teleported onboard the Chaos lead ship.

Operation: Knightfall

Inside the shields there was an explosion of equipment
"Attention all ground protection teams, team two alpha deserviced, remaining units extract" Overwatch boomed, and the fire remaining Umbrae Populus fell back to the Indespectus ships. They slowly rose into the air, as the Umbrae Populus boarded. They moved slowly forwards, then sped up. There was a burst of energy from each other them as they opened fire with their small energy projectors upon the town of Appleloosa, a once prominent town which had since lost it's importance due to the collapse of the mana-coal industry. The he town hall burnt under the great flames of apocalypse from the two angels of death that swooped overhead before leaping out of reality and into slip space to escape the Equestrian planet
The hall was completely obliterated, and the surrounding structures had been turned to glass. The structures surrounding it had either been destroyed, set ablaze or had been turned to glass, and everyone within a mile of the town hall was dead, and many people within a further mile were seriously injured or had radiation poisoning with a few cases reaching beyond that. The small variant of the energy projector was more focused and generally caused less damage than it's larger cousin... if one of those had been fired, it was obvious that the town would probably have been totally destroyed. It seemed the Collectives shots had been lenient too, both being centered in the same place instead of being used to maximise damage
It was a message, plain and simple. It was a message that said: Look what we can do to the people and the government is powerless to stop us

Message to the Triarian Collective
Interestingly enough, such an apology was actually considered the highest of honors in Lakfakalle's society. Probably because the Ethra'Hirel exist. Hearing the conversation over the speakers, a Delphan diplomat responded.

"You honor us, while we will have to fight your people, I can promise you that one day the galaxy will fight to serve the greater good. Perhaps tomorrow, perhaps a thousand years from now, but not before tomorrow or over a thousand years from now. Probability is fate and fate is God, may probability favor those willing to make sacrifices, but wise enough to know when sacrifices are called for. Those are the people who will save this universe."

Then, a psychic addition to the message was added on, carried across the thousands of light years to the Triarian.

"We see the branches of probability, the target of fate, the will of God. We see the twisting paths of time. We can predict the outcome of molecular chances, we calculate chaos. The multiverse wails with pain as the crusade advances. Wills are broken, our power diminishes, the collectors fall. Someday we will fight against that crusade side by side, it is imperative that the galaxy be capable of uniting when the time comes. I am trusting your people to be ready."

Aboard the Universal Supreme Collective Inter-Galactic Passive Cruiser at approximately 78 trillion lightyears away from Earth...

President Dmitri, as he was known to all Supremes, awoke. Unbeknownst to him, he was not Dmitri himself, but a clone. However, he had felt like the day when a Supreme possessed Draconian latching onto his throat was just yesterday, and he must of blacked out and been taken... somewhere. He glanced around the room, taking in his distinctly human surroundings, comforted by the lack of alien influence. Shaking, he reached a hand out of what was some kind of tube. Looking up, he could see the lip of a glass seal, where it raised up to admit the cold air of the room to his warm embrace of whatever liquid and life support that he had been on.

Dmitri pulled himself out of the slippery tube, leaving the stasis shield that it had, and he fell to the ground, coughing and sputtering as the liquid in his lungs suddenly was affected by the ship's artificial gravity. As he cleared his lungs of the transparent fluid that had sustained him for thousands of years in a dark unconsciousness, clarity began filling his mind in the strangest ways. Knowledge he never thought even existed, even in the most far-fetched science fiction.

After laying on the floor for some time, minutes, hours, he finally stopped processing information that had just been streamed into his head. As he came to a full consciousness, without the all-consuming processing of foreign information, he rose from the ground, unsteady. As he rose to his full height, feeling a distinct lack of any real amount of fat, and instead finding himself leaner with really only muscle, again an effect of the chamber, he found that another sense was sharpened.

"Good Morning, Dmitri. I take it you slept well?" echoed a female voice, soft and warm, though with the slight edge of an AI that was just noticeable enough to let him know it wasn't an actual person speaking. Immediately latching onto the voice in the midst of confusion and disorientation of his predicament, he forced his vocal cords into use. Rasping, he asked, "Where am I?"
"Among friends and in a safe place. No harm will come to you unless it is of your own doing."
"But where?"
"A very, very far galaxy, in a very large ship, in orbit around a planet completely of water. The core, the surface, everything is water. Superdense water acts as the solid in the core; a layer of ice on the outside acts as the crust. The ship we currently are in just refilled its fresh water stocks from the completely and totally pure water source."
Dmitri thought very hard about his memory, about what he remembered, and asked, "Why can't I remember anything? No faces, no names, friends or family?"
"We were unsure about your reactions with such people in mind with news of their current status, and so we wished to keep you from having past affiliations to ensure that you do not become emotionally or mentally unstable."

Dmitri immediately picked up on the We of that sentence, meaning that there was a group working to keep him here and alive, and not just a protocol or somesuch. "Are you sentient, and what has happened to the people that I should know?"
"They are all dead, and I am sentient, in a way."
"How did they die?"
"They died either from natural causes, or from the invasion that had started soon after the moment we managed to replicate your DNA and mind, and created a new you. The invasion was of a race that had been dubbed the 'Reapers.' In terms of which side lost the most, the Reapers won. In terms of which side remained standing, the Milky Way and affiliated won."
"And so I'm the last of a race from their golden era?"
A much warmer, more positive "Yees" greeted him this time. For some reason, it lifted Dmitri a little to hit something that made this consciousness in a better mood.
"And what of you? You're a consciousness with a voice of a human, and an artificial consciousness is based off of the race it was made from or for. Why human? What are you called?"
"My creators programmed me to serve you, and to help you with whatever you may choose. I take orders from you first, and my creators second, according to my internal protocol. While I am not a complete human intelligence, due to lack of knowledge, which my creators have continually denied that they didn't know enough, I have chosen a name. I am ACIPU-A7j612, but I have chosen to be called 'Amy.'"
Nodding to himself, Dmitri asked, "So where can I get some descent clothing and some chow? I have more questions but I'd prefer to get some things done first."

Retsukuu Yomo
Now, now. This is a debt i should've paid, mainly because i'm... uh... partly responsible for all what's happening now. Yeah, it's hard to believe, but the Ceramus was all of my creation. Once they should've been in the dimension i governed, but glitches in the space-time fabric during your Cataclysm period had caused their homeworld to be transported to yours, where i remember i was born back in this place.

Ehh, anyway. This problem could be solved quick. Maybe alter the entire Ceramus's morals, governing structure, or even the entire species itself. Or give you some advantage in combat, slight or great. Even wipe out the entire species itself. Make your pick. I believe the last one might conflict with your morality, but it's still up there to offer.

Invasion
Attacks have initiated on the Equestrian world. The fleet has divided to five groups, each taking out their target: large ships, space stations, major cities, military bases, and normal forces. Large ship targeters are most armed, and ground structure-assigned groups are task to bombard the planet.

Pitful Ceramus Invasion
The bombardment failed, mainly because the planetary shield was active, and all the defenses were fully prepared. The Fleet shield of the Equestrian Fleet was active as well, and due to the superior weapons it was taking out the Ceramus ships quite easily, and by superior weapons the Equestrians were just launching many many volleys of Balefire megaspells at the Ceramus fleet. It was probably massive amounts of overkill but they had the megaspells to spare so why not. A fleet from Lakafalle is being redirected back to Equestrian Space.

Assistance in the Ceramus Invasion

The Collective forces jumped into the system, their weapons ready and attempting to take the Equestrians by surprise with their sudden intervention on the side of a nation they don't appear to have had any contact with in the past. Their shields were up and they began to fire on the Equestrian ships. Two of the Evocatus and one of the Praetorians had come out within the planetary shield and they prepared their projectors and fired at the shield, including volleys of hardlight, following by a blast of the dark energy caster. The shield flickered and held against the energy projectors and hardlight bombardment, but the blast of dark energy was the straw which broke the back. The shield disintegrated, resulting in the planet being opened for Ceramus bombardment.
The Collective ships in space fired their weapons at the Equestrian fleet, hardlight smashing across space towards the Equestrian fleet at the speed of light, the beams of energy projectors shot out and scythed at enemy ships, the focused and powerful beams performing their deadly dance... and then came the firing of the second Praetorians dark energy caster, crossing the void of space and impacting the enemy ships.
The dark energy caster, a deadly weapon. If it hit shields, it would often turn the enemies shields into dark energy, resulting in the destruction of the enemy craft... if it hit the enemy craft, it would change all or large parts of the enemy craft into dark energy, which, needless to say, destroyed the enemy craft. Scores of drones poured from the Aquilifer ships and dropships launched, supported by Gunships and Aerial Synths.
Phase tanks left the Aquilifers and began to zoom across space towards the Equestrian ships, with their phase generators active. The Collective ships continued to move in their erratic patterns to avoid enemy fire while their strong shields protected them from whatever impacted and their powerful weapons fired upon the enemy

Invasion
The Ceramus's ships have successfully withstood the onslaught with 10 losses from base tiers, and 30 for fighters. Mid-tiers have moved on to afflicting curses towards spellcasting ships, while moving rapidly to minimize the impact of the magical barrage being brought upon. Shields are being dispelled with damage by these curses, opening up more attack opportunities against them. Low-tiers are tasked to defend the high-tiers, all while they initiate the bombardment process. Radioactive crystals are being spread by half of the fighters, which have descended upon to plant the minerals onto the planet's soil.

For movements, all except obviously high-tiers and the capital ship have been instructed to move as quick and nimble as they can in order to confuse enemy forces and further divert their attention away from the more-valued ships.

Fighter Tier: 30
Low Tier: 7
Mid Tier: 15
High Tier: 16
Capital Tier: 1 (other has been sacrificed)
Subtotal:
-Fighter:30
-Base:39
Total:69

Finch grinned as the Gems were placed into his hand. "Send word to the Iron Warriors to meet us at Ceramus. Once the message is sent we shall travel there as well. The Chaos Dreadnought slipped back into warp space and began its short journey.

Invasion
The planetary shield held, only because a Phoenix class cloudship had moved in time to take the brunt of the dark energy blast. The next thing that happened was a flurry, 100s of stealth bombers unleashed destructive balefire bombs on the Triarian ships as well as multiple Celestia ONE strikes, if the three ships did not retreat now it was likely they be fully destroyed, as there shields had already dropped and there hulls had suffered significant damage. In the space combat the Equestrian Archmages began blocking the magic of the Ceramus ships, and unleashing waves of stealth bombers with more balefire bombs at the combined Triarian-Ceramus fleet. The 10 Defensive stations came fully online, and use a mix of there energy and projectile weapons on the combined fleet. The defense stations were specifically targeting phase tanks.

Retsukuu Yomo
The president began to speak. In the background, the Delphan's eyes began to faintly glow purple. The event was simply too important to let the president give the wrong answer.

"Change their morals." Said the President.

The Delphan then spoke, his eyes still glowing purple.

"You have chosen correctly, Mr. President. You have the Delphan vote."

LIV Kelsof, Unknown System (Planet Asmol)
"All stations, report!"
The call had come from Admiral Spoor, who had taken control of the starship expecting a conventional attack. When Kalle went supernova, she gathered as many troops and civilians as she could and ordered them to board the Kelsof. The ship had just barely escaped the supernova by five seconds, activating its warp drive just before it would have been consumed. The ship had about a thousand people onboard now, and had been travelling through space for weeks with no idea where they were headed. The sensors officer had detected a system containing a habitable planet and emitting radio signals, they had no choice but to exit warp without the proper calculations.\

"Aft boosters are down, generators are down, flywheel decks one through fourteen are down, we're running entirely on fifteen.."

"Antiproton streamers 2 through 4 are down, all others are still fully operational."

"Hull has taken minimal damage, no breaches."

"Multiple injuries across all decks, no confirmed deaths. Shielded chamber has held."

"We are in orbit of target planet, I am picking up multiple signs of civilization. Shall I open a channel?"

"No. We don't have enough power to spare, land us outside one of their major cities." Said Admiral Spoor.

The red hot hull of the Kelsof smashed into the water, emergency parachutes slowing the ship to survivable speeds. Steam rose from the ocean due to the extreme heat of the hull. Inside the ship, civilians and military personnel alike were thrown towards walls and chairs, causing major injuries across the entire ship. Only three people were killed, all from a strike to the neck by a desk. They had died immediately, at this point, some envied them. The Dolphins were dumped out into the water, extremely happy to finally be out of the small tanks. The Dolphins in the Navy began hunting for food using waterproof rifles operated through the use of extremely advanced brain interface technology.

Meanwhile, the antiproton streamers were deactivated and the missile launch tubes of the ship opened up, each one loaded with a fission, fusion, or antimatter missile. In space they were standard weaponry, but on the ground they could be used to destroy anything from a single building to entire continents depending on their yield. Imperial Star Forces marines scrambled out onto the hull, taking up lookout positions. The ship deployed a huge scoop below the waterline, collecting water to extract hydrogen fuel from to power the generators and chemical rockets. If the natives were hostile, they wanted to be ready to fight or run.

The colony pods they had attached to the ship were ejected, both of them floating free in the ocean. Once they were far enough away, the crew of the Kelsof got to see the sight of them unfolding. The triangular walls of the pyramid-shaped pods detached with a loud clack and fell into the water, spraying the marines on the hull even from the great distance. The unfolding revealed the giant pyramid in the center, the main habitation area of the pod. On the three outer panels of the now-deployed pod there were various smaller constructions, on one there was a military base, another had a spaceport and dock on it. The last one had an offshore drilling platform on it to access the minerals and fuels below the ocean floor. This was all mirrored on the other pod.

The Kelsof latched on to the two pods, securing a connection using multiple hooks fired from attachments on the hull. Wood was quickly laid out and attached to the lines, forming a makeshift bridge. However, for safety reasons everyone was ferried over using two small boats carried on the Kelsof. It was truly an amazing sight to see, over the course of a single day a full-size colony on the surface of a formerly unknown planet. Sure, compared to a normal colonization plan, it was horribly inefficient, but it sure was fast. And int his case, speed was essential for survival. When night came, the crew could make out city lights on the horizon. They prepared to move the Kelsof the next day, after their had gathered enough hydrogen to operate their generators.

duck55223 said
The planetary shield held, only because a Phoenix class cloudship had moved in time to take the brunt of the dark energy blast. The next thing that happened was a flurry, 100s of stealth bombers unleashed destructive balefire bombs on the Triarian ships as well as multiple Celestia ONE strikes, if the three ships did not retreat now it was likely they be fully destroyed, as there shields had already dropped and there hulls had suffered significant damage. In the space combat the Equestrian Archmages began blocking the magic of the Ceramus ships, and unleashing waves of stealth bombers with more balefire bombs at the combined Triarian-Ceramus fleet. The 10 Defensive stations came fully online, and use a mix of there energy and projectile weapons on the combined fleet.

The two Evocatus jumped away, their shields flickering, but the Praetorian held it's ground and when the dust settled continued to plough forwards, firing it's dark energy weaponry off at the shield, pounding and hitting it. But meanwhile, it turned it's energy projectors to the stealth bombers, scything through the air on high setting. The sea's and bodies of water along the path of the energy projectors steamed and evaporated as the air boiled and the ground below was blasted by a sudden wave of heat and radiation. Drones poured out of the Praetorian and moved through the air, engaging the enemy.

Meanwhile, in space...

The phase tanks slowed and changed mode again, then entered the stations and deactivated their phase generators. They unphased inside the enemy station hangers, hallways and command rooms, opening fire with their weaponry upon life forms they encountered and using their warp cannons in an attempt to destroy the stations interior defences and it's systems from the inside out, a major target being shield generators
The Triarian ships continued their erratic patterns, dodging incoming enemy fire and returning fire with their hardlight cannons and energy projectors.

Invasion
The phase tanks did cause damage to the stations, but it was obvious the stations had been designed to have sections that could detached. Sections of the stations floated off and flew at Triarian ships, exploding and causing damage. Some stealth bombers were destroyed, but do to there fastness they were able to keep bombing the Triarian ship. Several Phoenix Classes began engaging the ship, taking down more of its shields. 2 Balefire megaspells were fired at the Prateorian, hoping to take it out.

Supremes
A Equestrian ship floated near the edge of what they knew as Supreme space.
"It has been a long time but we have a few things to say. First the Princesses have asked if you would like to establish a embassy in Canterlot, and have said that if you still wish to help with decoding the old AIF archives then you may proceed to the following coordinates, recently us and the LCF have signed a treaty of sorts and all of our research is being conducted together. We would also ask, and you can name your price, if you would support us in a war we have gotten into. The Collective attempted to attack a species we had a defensive pact with. A another faction, named Ceramus, also attack the LCF and we are at war with them as well."