The human officer rubbed his chin out of habit, eyes staring at the varying battle reports and orders sent out. At the forefront of battle his dreadnought took the brunt of the enemies firepower, they were certainly powerful.
This is what they had issues with, the Prism Collective was quite far in technology. This serves as an example, even now just a few battleship was damaging his flagship which has the highest technology for humanity on it. He could see the gap in the tech, but he wasn't going to capture these ships, he knew how quickly that could turn dire, after all they would just self-destruct or attempt to take over, either by machines. Which are terrifying to take on in ground combat or just hacking the ships if they're weak enough..
The dreadnought shook, or more like his command center, the Prism vessels had managed to land a shot very near this point, he chewed on his lip before commanding focused fire on the battleships, to which in just a few minutes several battleships crumbled after being torn asunder.
They blew up in a colorful bout of lights. Clearing the way to more vulnerable ships and clearly no cruiser is going to stop them, they did manage to cut down a few dozen fighters, even a few corvettes fell, but any other kind of support had been to intercept any kind of shots targeting the mothership, albeit it took just some effortless barrages to send them to the shadow realm. Carriers were stronger in terms of defenses but they too began to fall.
That is until the hundreds of machine fighters moved aside whilst a lance of piercing dark purple blasted from the mothership, effectively cutting a quarter of the fleet in half, which alerted the officer! "What the hell!" He stepped up to get a closer look, a holo-screen sending reports of thirteen fallen ships! He had his forces concentrated on the mothership! They had to destroy it, they had never faced such a weapon! Not to mention this mother ship did look slightly different, perhaps its how advanced it is!
The fighters were cut down and the mothership shook from the intense bombardment. Not to mention the shields began to flicker under the combined fire of seventy warships!
[Project complete!]
[warp underway]
[0%]
The mothership shook as its generators drained of power.
[15%]
The shields fell and the ship under took devastating firepower, varying rounds exploding against the hull!
[33%]
One of the engine rooms and pods were ripped asunder, broken as several decks were breached!
[Warning engines disabled]
[56%]
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The mothership shook, its hull warped and its internals trembled. From time to time the rounds would pierce, causing wires to depart, pipes to break and components to shatter. Yet the mothership actually withstood the firepower, after all it was closer to the size of the dreadnought which could rival the moon. Basically a flying city. Due to the extensive firepower ripping the vessel apart, he doubted it had anything left in terms of weapons, now left to be stripped violently and dissected soon, that is until an operator shouted out. He warned everyone how he had picked up on a spiking energy, thinking it was the weapon, the officer braced himself, however..
[95%]
That's when the officer realized it was a warp signature! They were trying to escape! He pointed towards it, commanding them to track it, but the next second the vessel flashed and warped out. Leaving the human fleet rather distraught, it was the last vessel, if it got away and succeeded, they would rebuild their forces. Which was not good!
Their panic evident, they scrambled to resolve the issue whilst far from one of the last battlefields one final tragedy that brought the prism collective to its era of extinction.
Parts of the Mothership broke off whilst in warp, just in those few moments it fell back into space, or more so into a massive planet's field of gravity. The ship shuddered from falling out of warp, disconnected parts began to fall towards the planet, it wasn't long when the ship itself began to pick up speed, deep within the highly complex machine was fitted into a container meant to survive some serious shock and force. It wont boot up the machine until it's time, it's like an escape pod as it isn't technically connected to the ship in terms of power, but right now it was bolted to the floor in the middle of the ship, the pods reactor hummed with a low intensity, after all it had one purpose. To keep the machine inside until its fuel ran out and to jump start the machine when that time came. Protection was already in order, all precautions had been taken and now only the results remained, or well the waiting results.
Entire ship shook as it sped up, parts of its hull breaking off and even a quarter back of the ship detached, falling off course and plummeting down. Warning lights beeped as the Motherships Ai which served as the captain braced for impact. Watching the terrain grow closer by the second and knowing that its time has come, using all the power it had left it tried to slow its descent with thrusters meant for entering the atmosphere of any planet. Of course with no main thrusters they did little more and a paltry amount. Still to a machine even the slimmest effort, was effort nonetheless, especially in this case.
BAANG
The Mothership slammed into the ground, causing vast earthquakes to ripple out, high winds picking up and the sands heating up into glass, it buried deep into the sand and continued forth, ripping a vast ravine into the terrain, rooting up rocks n' sand. Its underside grinded down a deck of three. Yet it slowly stopped, even when ten percent of the remaining ship tore off and slid to a stop almost instantly lightening the ship, still plummeting its speed. When it finally came to a stop. What remained behind was sheer devastation that only a continent could truly handle with ease, any smaller and this would have been a world renowned way to terraform!
The captain noticed the pods survival and with that satisfaction in mind its power begun to drain and shut down, its systems powered down, machines within stopped and all came to a halting silence, for the Prism Collective last Mothership had fallen, so with its race and now all that remained was embers for centuries to come…