Die Wilde Jagd Rivernode

[Nepotu]

Zal'kesh

The Harvest Delayed: Seeds of Future Wrath.

The Willard station assignment, though defiant, yielded partial results. Saarbrucken's assault, though aimed at totality, met unforeseen resistance. A whispered plea across the void, a desperate cry from the station's shadowed heart, heralded their arrival. A swarm of metal husks materialized, their forms bristling. Smaller vessels, like gnats, swarmed in defense of their doomed hive. Their lightless existence, a rejection of the One Mind's embrace, was… foreseen, yet their alacrity… vexed.

Our warriors, hungering for the full harvest, met the challenge head-on. The larger vessels, though outwardly strong, succumbed to the focused wrath. Their energy sputtered, their shields fractured. The smaller vessels, quick and nimble, flitted and weaved, yet their struggles were failures. The defensive swarm… was broken.

The harvest, though incomplete, bore… fruit. Their essence… thinned.

This… partial success… found its counterpoint in the so-called “Pennsylvania”. There, too, the currents of conflict flowed against Us. Liberty vessels dared to stand against the might of The Enlightened. Even the joined strength of the Light, even the might of Schiller and Ki’Shar… proved insufficient to pierce their stubborn resolve. Their will… remains unbent.

The harvest in Pennsylvania… remained ungathered. Our forces, though unwavering, were compelled to withdraw, ceding the system to the… unenlightened. Darklings will tremble before The Light… in the appointed time. The Great Work… shall be completed.

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