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The Sovereign took another hit, the ship shuddering, but it was still standing. The war of the Sun wasn't over yet.

He watched the battle rage in real-time, no pausing, no waiting. The Vasari ships were fast, fading in and out of phase space, making them impossible to pin down. His own fleet was a sluggish juggernaut, relying on sheer firepower.

He saw the tiny swarm of bombers break away, weaving through the chaos. A few exploded, but others reached their target. Suddenly, the enemy cruiser went silent, its kinetic cannons ceasing fire. Grzechy Imperium SЕ‚onecznego II

"Target acquired," Anya said, a note of triumph in her voice.

Rylan breathed a sigh of relief, but he knew this was only the beginning. The galaxy was too small, and the fight for the Vornesh Sector was just one small scar in a much larger, endless war. He looked at the vast, seamless map, seeing the trade routes, the enemy reinforcements, and the distant, dark corners where new fleets were being built. The Sovereign took another hit, the ship shuddering,

"Commander!" Anya shouted. "The Vasari are targeting the shipyard! If that goes down, we can’t repair the Kol!"

The silence of the Vornesh Sector was broken not by sound, but by the tearing of space-time. The Vasari ships were fast, fading in and

The battle was not just about fire superiority; it was about the logistics of a living empire. Rylan glanced at his resources. Crystal was running dangerously low.