The avatar of Cleo appeared as a shimmering, semi-transparent figure, her form still retaining the elegance and authority she commanded in the physical world. The hologram's golden hues flickered against the backdrop of the void, making her appear almost divine.
She raised one hand, pointing her finger directly at the closest Revenant vessel, one of the hulking monstrosities of jagged crystals and dark metal, looming ominously near the station.
The Cleopatra's primary cannons began to shift and rotate, their massive barrels aligning with the hostile vessel. The sound of the ship's internal mechanisms humming to life reverberated across the void as the weapon systems locked onto their target.
Cleo's voice echoed, both in the command room and across the communication network of her fleet. It was calm and absolute, yet carried a weight that demanded obedience.
"Fire."
