Somewhere in the Mid-Sector ninety-nine - A colossal warship pierced through the haze of the dying atmosphere, its metallic hull groaning as it adjusted its angle. Slowly, its one and only cannon - a monstrous barrel the size of a building - began to rotate, locking in on a single fixed point somewhere on the ruined ground below.
The barrel flickered. Then it began to glow.
Energy swirled violently into the cannon's mouth, coalescing into a sphere of searing light. As the weapon charged, several figures suddenly broke formation from the war-scarred earth beneath the ship.
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