Hye's grand fleet was unstoppable. They utilised the surrounding debris and the friendly fire of the enemy as cover, advancing in a straight line toward the Grand Elder's location.
Hye remained at the centre of the formation, pushing his technique to its absolute limit. He didn't just want to reach the old man; he wanted to claim the enemy elites surrounding him. He knew those warriors weren't just strong; they were the pinnacle of the enemy's military power. He wanted them all.
By the time the enemy leaders realised a third party had entered the inner pocket, it was far too late to coordinate an interception. Any ship that tried to intervene was met with a brutal binary: destruction or sudden, forced subversion.
The hulls of the enemy interceptors either shattered under Hye's focused volleys or simply turned dark as their crews were claimed by his shadow arms.
