The battlefield spreads out before Lafiel like a tree covered in bright orange fruit, as spherical explosions spread throughout the starfield as fighters, Model T mobile armors, and missiles engage the incoming Wadjit forces, both sides inflicting brutal tolls on one another in the first exchange of fire. The comms are full of communication bursts, both information packets from telemetry systems and the dying words of both friend and foe, presenting what might be a somewhat confusing stream of information.
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