Sol, Outer Oort Cloud

Tripemon smirked, tapping his fingers against the arms of his chair. "I'm glad to hear that you will accept our help. I want you to give the Iscandarians a message for me. If they do conquer Earth... I will personally fire the weapon that cracks their homeworld in half. See you in just a moment. Let's show these bastards what they deserve. Close channel."

"Order all craft to fire bias drives. I want our entire fleet just outside of Earth Orbit. Fire on everything that isn't ours or human."

Within thirty seconds, the BIMR fleet appeared behind the Iscandarians, a massive flurry of firepower slamming into their craft. At the spearhead was the
 [i] Imperial Quasar[/i], a slow-moving 30km long giant with a massive RKV gun through the spine, twin gravity cannons hugging its firing tube. It turned to face the dreadnaught, the RKV tube glowing with a small, bright orange light. The light began to move towards the dreadnaught at incredible speeds, but, before the light even struck, the RKV collided with the dreadnaught, unleashing incredible kinetic energy as it soaked the Iscansarian craft in its plasma trail, finally vaporizing only after imparting incredible force. The twin gravity guns fired immediately after the RKV struck, gravitational forces crushing anything in their wake. That was when the full force of the BIMR fleet struck.