บท 440: Ragnarök, Pt 5

The fighting above the Typhon Planetary Weapons Platform was incredibly harried and vicious. Beams and rockets and slugs and plasma and missiles and mortars flew in every direction. They slammed into all sorts of armor and ripped out huge chunks in their wake.

Countless crew from every nation were torn apart or burned or eviscerated or disintegrated. Hundreds of thousands of them lost their lives as their fleets fought for absolute supremacy.

Ships of the line on every side exploded and shattered and broke apart as they were chewed up by relentless weapons fire. It didn’t matter if they belonged to the de Jardins or the Discordians or the Empire or the Federation.

All suffered tremendous amounts of damage.

And all but the Discordian fleet saw more of their devastators torn apart and destroyed. Their massive bodies burst open in multiple waves, across a chain reaction of explosions. Some were torn apart so completely that nothing was left but large slabs of scrap.