The Wolkar fleet was taking more punishment than the Litharians, namely the large cruiser which was the focus of the ship's assaults. THeir armor was already starting to buckle under the heavy barrages when hell seemed to start breaking loose.
"Captain! We've got boarders on the ship! They just materialized someh-AAAH!" THe transmission was cut out by some sort of energy blast, the aged old wolf already hearing the battle outside of the bridge. "This ship may be lost, but like hell it will fall into their hands. All bridge crew abandon ship. I will take full control. Get to the escape pods immediately."
The captain's words held a note of finality, the other wolkar not arguing and giving a solemn salute before they went to the pods. With the captain directly connected to all the ship systems he took the cruiser's weapons offline and redirected all power to the shields and engines, his ship lurching forward with a fresh burst of speed and began to close on the enemy vessels.
"Computer, initiate automated self destruct. Authorization Beta-zero-charlie-seven. Initiate with a one minute delay."
The screens onboard all turned an eerie red with the timer counting down, the Captain raising the PA microphone and patching it into the Comms array broadcasting to all channels.
"This is Captain Marchok of the Wolkar Exploration cruiser Ker'ra. To whoever had dared to attack us, I tell you this: You have assaulted an exploration and relief effort investigating a distress call from YOUR station. However, when we come here seeking knowledge of a new people and to bring you aid and medicine, you spurn us by attacking civilians! Doctors and engineers, and technicians who have never seen the battlefield until you chose them as a target, slaughtering those who only sought to help you! To those honorless nikriin who would attack a relief effort: This is from the pack! Aal hi liivor mahfaeraak ko ausul!!"
As soon as the cruiser had gotten between two of the enemy ships the center of the cruiser seemed to violently rupture, exploding out with incredible force that would threaten to obliterate the two ships it was next to and likely do harm to the other two remaining.
On the frigates and the station, the Wolkar listened to the broadcast final words, snarls growing from their throats and tears of loss in their eyes. Those on the ships renewed their assault, growing more bold and almost reckless as they cared almost nothing for their own lives at that point. All that mattered was killing the enemies that were remaining. Those on the station soon found their own prey, the soldiers still onboard practically throwing themselves directly at the armored enemies with abandon. They punched and sliced and burned without clear thought or reason, running solely on rage and instinct as a few even removed their helmets and sank their teeth into the necks of those they fought. It was a display the Litharians would find courageous if they were not appalled by the sheer ferocity and brutality shown.