Nyq
Fighting for turtles since the begining of life
Meldon System
It didn't take a fool to realize that Mar'Meenh's gamble had failed in a not so glorious manner. The fleets continued to attempt fight their way through, but Meenh realized that continued fighting would also delay the inevitable. There's simply nothing to be done to salvage this failure.
"All ships, prepare to retreat to Syxtem 1013."
A massive wormhole began to form in the middle of the Hive Fleets as the ships start to surround it in a defensive manner. Meanwhile, as a final fuck you, a heavily damaged Nightshade was injected with the rapid decay virus and sent towards the enemy fleets in a suicidal attack. Meenh, not satisfied with his lost, started a transmission and shoved his middle finger at the camera. Anyone who received the transmission would find an insectoid middle finger on their screen. If they don't have a screen....then they might as well not receive the transmission.
Meanwhile, in Mazar, the interrogation is not going smooth, due to a combination of the reluctance of the Stramstin to reveal information to the inferiors, and the fact that their bodies had decayed so much that their basically coughing out ooze every few seconds. Curses and taunts came from those who are captured.
"Death has come for you, inferior. We shall be avenged."
It didn't take a fool to realize that Mar'Meenh's gamble had failed in a not so glorious manner. The fleets continued to attempt fight their way through, but Meenh realized that continued fighting would also delay the inevitable. There's simply nothing to be done to salvage this failure.
"All ships, prepare to retreat to Syxtem 1013."
A massive wormhole began to form in the middle of the Hive Fleets as the ships start to surround it in a defensive manner. Meanwhile, as a final fuck you, a heavily damaged Nightshade was injected with the rapid decay virus and sent towards the enemy fleets in a suicidal attack. Meenh, not satisfied with his lost, started a transmission and shoved his middle finger at the camera. Anyone who received the transmission would find an insectoid middle finger on their screen. If they don't have a screen....then they might as well not receive the transmission.
Meanwhile, in Mazar, the interrogation is not going smooth, due to a combination of the reluctance of the Stramstin to reveal information to the inferiors, and the fact that their bodies had decayed so much that their basically coughing out ooze every few seconds. Curses and taunts came from those who are captured.
"Death has come for you, inferior. We shall be avenged."