[Sorry Zanzetkuken, had to make a small adjustment to the items the survivors have. Change that box of parts to a socket wrench, pipe wrench, and a powerdrill. Not as high tech, but would be very useful even without the engineer present.]
HugoLuman saw the huge ship appear in the sky overhead, swooping down for a landing several hundred meters away. "I recognize that ship," he said to Wierd. "It's the one Zanz boarded to go fight the war that is evidently involving us now, despite promises. If he's returned, that could mean... wait, is that fire coming out of the panel there?"
"What's going on in here!?" demanded the Chief Core Engineer.
"Um, sir, it looks like we've got an unstoppable core failure about to happen."
"Well, whatever happened to the failsafes? The emergency dischargers, the dampening crystals!?"
"They've all... failed sir. She's going to blow."
"Well then, we've got to abandon ship! The ultimate failsafe should send us all back to our homes. Why isn't it activating?"
"These readings... impossible! According to this, the other planes don't exist! Our signals can't get out of this world! We're stuck!"
"By all the gods... Okay, we'll run! How long do we have?" He reached up to the microphone and shouted over the PR. "EVACUATE NOW! RUN FOR IT!"
"According to this, we've got about-"
Small explosions wracked the ship. Chunks of plating flew off, sticking into the ground. The Slashdriver stood still for a moment, smoking, but it was only for a few seconds. The air around the ship seemed to blur and contort. Lines of energy, constantly violently changing color whipped across the hull like the aurora borealis, followed by flashed of lightning arcing out and splitting trees. All sound seemed to vanish for a moment before, finally, the ship imploded in a flash of brilliant blue fire. There was nothing left but a huge, black scorch line on the ground and various large metal plates scattered all over a 30 meter radius.
HugoLuman, Gizogin, Wierd, and Askak ran towards the wreckage, but stopped about halfway there. On the ground lay 3 figures. One of them HugoLuman recognized as the general who Zanzetkuken had been speaking to. The other two were a human and a dwarf, both unconscious. The human held some kind of rifle in his hands, scorched on one side, but it looked like it might still function. The dwarf looked in pretty bad shape; blood poured from a large wound in the back of his head. All were wearing the army-uniform armor, but the armor was looking sorry. Evidently it had been hastily put on, and by the looks of it absorbed a lot of damage that would have killed the wearers, though in the process it had been rendered almost entirely broken. Many of the plates were cracked or melted at the edges and about a third were missing.
Gizogin X ran over to the bleeding dwarf. After looking over him for a bit, he gave his conclusion. "If we give him medical attention immediately, he will probably live. I doubt that even if we treat him, though, he'll be able to regain consciousness any time soon. This damage is fairly serious. He will be in a coma, and if he wakes at all, it will take months at least."