(The end of the month is here! The end of the month is here! I haven't forgotten to ask for monthly votes this time! If you still have votes, don't forget to cast them, as next month they'll be gone!)
The fierce exchange of fire had been going on for thirty minutes, a process in which both sides, having never met face-to-face, were recklessly slapping each other across dozens of astronomical units. The dazzling blue and white beams of light—or rather, what I believe should be called a light lattice—had repeatedly plowed through this part of space. If there were a planet between us, it would have basically turned into spaghetti by now.
