The Cel commandant's jaw had dropped before his ship's hull was violently breached by an exploding Wolkar cruiser. Similarly, the Cel boarding parties found themselves backing into corners and unleashing bursts of psionics in self defense, rather than as they had envisioned: While marching on the corpses of enemies.
They tried to redirect the Wolkar suicide ship by opening an FTL portal in front of it, but they were too late to save their lead frigate and keep another from being crippled. That, in addition to the fire of the station's defenses and the fact that boarding parties which teleported back were bloodied and maimed... Well, they had no intention to stick around. Those shadowy warships turned and fled at full speed, prepared to enter FTL and depart in a minute's time. Messages had already been sent back to the nearest Lord Commandant. They would know of what had transpired here, for better or worse.