With dull orange lights and blazing klaxons, the bridge of the Federation cruiser was as panicked and awe-stricken as the rest of the intercepting fleet. Its grim-looking captain was aghast at all the reports he was receiving, and all the devastation he was seeing.
All of the Federation ships around him were dismantled piecemeal by the enveloping Hegemony fleet - their armor was ripped apart, their guns were torn off, and their systems grew dimmer. Frigates and destroyers were exploding all around, even as the cruisers grew ever more fragile.
He watched on the live feeds as a number of dead and dying frigates crashed into the cruiser next to them, and tore its armor open even wider.
Alerts kept on blaring on comms as the various captains frantically reported their dire situations - many cut to black as their ships exploded ingloriously.