Dimensional Descent

The moment the small ship was locked onto by several behemoths, as though a rock out of a slingshot, its acceleration suddenly doubled.

Sparks and explosions rang through the quickly thinning atmosphere, and yet they only seemed to propel the small ship faster as it squirted out of their encirclement.

The lights were so bright and the ship was so tiny in proportion to everything else that it was immediately assumed that the operation was successful. But, if it was so easy to fool such high tech, why would the Guild have ever invested however many billions they had to build them?

However, what left the siblings at a loss for words was that the moment the ship used the momentum around it to shoot by the last thinning layers of the atmosphere, runic patterns exuding a magnificent aura bloomed like a halo.

At first, the runes were etched right onto its sleek, silver surface. But in the next, they became animated, wiggling about as though life had been breathed into them.

They rose from the surface, forming a protective disk of flickering silver the grew brighter and brighter until it rivaled even the second barrage of beams headed right for its small frame.

Tobyn's eyes widened.

"RETREAT! EXECUTE EVASIVE MANEUVERS, NOW!"

Very few seemed to understand the purpose behind Tobyn's orders, but their job wasn't to understood. Even though some of the Guild Head's children saw themselves as less than, any one of them that was known to have such a connection wouldn't be easily crossed. On top of this, Tobyn wasn't like them, he was born from the Head's legitimate wife. His orders were even less likely to be ignored.

It wouldn't be long, though, before they realized that Tobyn had saved all their lives.

The rippling silver runes reached an unspeakable peak, touching upon a level of brightness that seemed to rival the sun in the distance.

then, everything seemed to

proportion and devastating impact ripped through the Fold of Reality. The orbit of the planet was shaken, tilted off its axis. The moons in the distance were warped, threatening to be slinged into the ether as they trembled to maintain the path they had followed for billions of years. And the ships that had once surrounded them

the ships were

twisting space. What once were behemoth-like ships the

Whether by irony or simply as a display of the cruelty of this world, the latter was nothing more than fleeting droplets amidst the carnage, the much larger ship parts making

were a bit luckier, but the result was still them losing control

The end was devastating.

painting what looked like beautiful swirls of white, green and blue from the outside with heart trembling explosions and the

into the depths of space with off kilter propulsion that wrestled and fought against their

least in the latter case, it ended as soon as it started. But, in this one, it seemed to continue into infinity. Whenever the explosions had seemingly come to a stop, another chain

national Independence Day. Rather, it was the kind that made one's ears

case study for the history books… It would become known that the Milky Way Guild had suffered such devastating losses targeting a ship

the ship wasn't related to their target in

…

tunneling through space to a location unknown, one could find three

was lodged in her throat. And the last was in a daze, blanky staring at something on her

be if not Yuri, Savahn

very well abhor with all his heart and soul… Had all but guaranteed his

by the Guild's defenses. There was another protected vessel that seemed to have been doing the same. And, oddly enough,

been certain that he would need to use almost all of the trump cards he had planned. Had he known things would be like this, he could have left

As for the second…