A week later, the Empire launched another offensive on Wyrmtrace.
This time, they weren't holding back. With Legion Glory defending the planet, the Empire upped the ante, dispatching not one but two admirals to lead the charge.
When the long-range satellites transmitted images of the approaching fleet, the already tense military base on Wyrmtrace erupted into a frenzy.
"The countless stars of the Alliance, its billions of citizens, its parents and children—we will protect them all! Soldiers, fight! Crush the enemy and claim the glory that belongs to us!"
Frederick's voice rang out across the aerospace port as the army gathered in formation. His commanding tone carried both authority and inspiration.
Once roll call was completed, Frederick boarded his flagship.
From the ground, the departure of the vast interstellar fleet was breathtaking. Hundreds of luminous ships ascended like a rolling storm of glittering metal and light.
