Behind him, Cleo entered the bridge, her usual neutral expression returning despite the twins trailing behind her. She followed Rex's gaze and nodded slightly. "Two of the supercapitals barely made it out of the last Hive Mind assault. That horn..."
She gestured toward the grotesque protrusion. "It's from one of the Khryssari supercapitals. It pierced the ship's shields and hull before they could warp out. The damage speaks for itself."
Rex frowned, his thoughts briefly drifting to the battle reports he had skimmed over the past few days. The Hive Mind attacks had been relentless, and even the Allied Fleet's best efforts had only managed to hold the line with heavy losses. "How long until those two ships are fully repaired?"
