"I’m not looking for better quality videos," Hye remarked, a dark glint appearing in his eyes. He wasn’t looking for cinematic angles or proof of his own prowess.
He was looking for a crack in the armour, a hidden movent, the tell-tale sign of the weapon he feared. "I want to know sothing else. Sothing they think they’re hiding. So, can I depend on you for this task?"
"Sure," Olana replied, her lips curving into a calm, asured smile. Despite the impending chaos, a flicker of genuine curiosity danced in her eyes. "But promise to explain everything later. No more vague diversions."
"I promise," Hye said, tossing the issue behind his back with a dismissive wave. He had no ti for lengthy explanations now. If the Toranks had indeed prepared a weapon capable of threatening his fundantal tactics, he needed more than just a victory—he needed data.
He wanted every possible recording, every sensor reading, and every visual scrap of evidence to study once the dust settled. To defeat a threat, one first had to understand the scale of its power.
The mont Hye’s presence registered in this sector of space, the montum of the enemy changed. The Torank fleets, previously a surging tide of aggression, ground to a collective, cautious halt. Their advance stopped dead.
Hye, however, did not hesitate. He kept moving forward, a lone predator drawing the eye of the storm. Behind him, his grand fleet began their deploynt. It was a precise, thodical expansion, mirroring the exact formation and battle rhythm he had utilised in the previous engagent.
Olana watched the tactical display, her brow furrowing as the familiar patterns erged on the holographic map. She turned to him, giving him a weird, incredulous look.
"You plan to repeat the sa thod?!" she asked, her voice rising in disbelief. "There is no change in your deploynt, no variation in the attack pattern. They’ve seen this before, Hye. Shouldn’t it be better to improvise a little? To keep them guessing?"
"No need," Hye replied. He paused for a second, his expression shifting as an icy, impenetrable look covered his face. "I need to see sothing specific. To do that, this is the only way."
His logic was cold and dangerously sound. If he wanted to lure the Toranks into revealing their hidden hand, he couldn’t afford to be clever. He had to be predictable. By presenting them with the sa "unbeatable" tactic they had recently suffered against, he would provoke their confidence.
He was dangling the bait, waiting for them to believe that their counterasure was the perfect trap for his arrogance. He wanted them to feel the surge of triumph as they activated whatever nightmare they had brought to the field.
And he was right.
The Toranks in this grand gathering were not rely a desperate remnant; they were a curated force equipped with a weapon specifically designed to neutralise his most devastating assets: the Soulers and the Reapers.
The clash between the two forces escalated with violent speed as the distance closed. Space ignited with the glare of a thousand suns as the Toranks opened fire the mont Hye’s vanguard ca within range.
Great lances of thermal energy slamd into the forward line, yet the ships from the other universe stood like ancient, immovable mountains. They absorbed the brunt of the onslaught, their advanced hull plating and shielding systems creating a wall of iron that protected the rest of the grand fleet trailing in their wake.
Then, Hye followed his established script. He gave the command to launch the Soulers and Reapers.
However, there was a subtle deviation that only a keen observer would notice. He deployed a significantly smaller number than usual—barely reaching a hundred thousand in total. It was a scouting force, a sacrificial lamb sent to test.
He felt a nagging sensation in his soul, a primal intuition telling him that this battle would witness the birth of a weapon that could truly threaten his deadliest warriors.
"Co on," Hye muttered, his eyes narrowed as he watched the tactical feed. "Use it."
The first hour dragged by, and Hye grew visibly anxious. The Toranks remained stubbornly conventional. They scrambled and manoeuvred, trying their best to escape the scythe-like sweeps of the Soulers and Reapers. Their movents were hectic, a chaotic swarm of tal trying to outrun death.
Yet, despite his growing impatience, Hye wasn’t that much worried. He knew they weren’t actually trying to evade his warriors. Anyone with a basic understanding of interstellar warfare could see there was no escape once the lines had blurred into a close-quarters lee.
The frantic manoeuvring was a performance—a way to draw his forces deeper into their formation. It was a grand sche, and so he waited with the patience of a spider.
It wasn’t until the third hour of the grinding engagent that the Toranks finally shifted their hand.
Across the grand projected map, many of the largest Torank vessels began to de-shutter their secondary bays. They didn’t launch fighters or missiles. Instead, they deployed massive, black objects. Each item was perfectly hexagonal, stark and unnatural against the backdrop of stars.
Hye leaned forward, his eyes scanning the distant scenes his different feeds provided. He had never seen anything like them. Beside him, Olana’s silence was telling; she was just as lost.
"I don’t know what those are," Hye whispered.
He waited ten agonising minutes until one of his smaller, high-speed recon ships drifted close enough to transmit a high-resolution video feed. The scale was staggering.
The hexagonal item was enormous—at least tenfold the size of a standard mid-sized spaceship. On the screen, the object appeared as a void within the void.
Its surface was rigid and irregular, covered in strange protrusions that seed to swallow the light of the nearby sun rather than reflect it.
It was forged from a bizarre black material that defied standard spectral analysis. Even Olana, with her deep knowledge of galactic tech, couldn’t recognise the alloy or the intent behind the design.
The mystery alone was enough to confirm Hye’s suspicions: this was the "God-Killer" weapon the Toranks had prepared specifically for him.
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