The enemy fleet came into view. There were dozens of frigates, each threatening by its own right. And then, at the core of this fleet of giants, there was the colossus, a massive dreadnought that outclassed anything that had ever been engineered in this quadrant of the galaxy. The defensive fleet fired. A wall of projectiles traveled towards the enemy. A few frigates received enough damage that they detonated and drifted away as useless hulls. And the colossus took some fire too; missiles went out on their trajectory, shrunk to nothing from the perspective of the human eye, and then an orange glow lit up the casing of that gargantuan ship. It did not balk in the slightest. Three tons of explosive looked like firecrackers as they intercepted the colossus. Then the enemy retaliated. The shrapnel of the defending outpost and fleet was discovered four days later in orbit over the planet.
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