Tides of Change

[Rodent]

The alarms went off. Pilots suited up, got to their ships, launched. And they saw hell. A Core Armada had breached the defenses all the way to Toledo, and they were exacting vengeance with a flourish, destroying everything before it had a chance to respond. It was horrible. More horrible was that, at the other side, a nomad attack was in progress, nimble snubcraft whizzing around the dazed Order defense.

Klaxon after Klaxon went off, the wave of destruction spread, A geb carrier, caught in the line, splintered, cracked, and disintegrated. The Isis threw down covering fire, which was the only thing deterring the joint invasion force.

Reinforcements were called in from Omicron-100, the entire reserve fleet was mobilized. The attack was not big enough to overcome this blatant use of power, They retreated slowly, leaving only dust and burning pieces of ships behind.

The Core, and the Nomads, advancing on Minor, against their common Enemy. Fully Three Capital ships had been completely disintegrated, beyond repair, the death toll was in the thousands. How long would this last?