Well, we took our time but First Fleet managed to wipe out the FE navy. With a few quick planetary sieges, in addition to severely reduced war demand score, the Enigmatic Observers capitulated. All their worlds now belonged to us.
Simultaneously, the newly christened Guardians of the Galaxy fleet went into production. Millions of tons of minerals were spent and several spaceports ran 24/7 to produce nothing but our new Guardian-class battleships.
Our scout, the brave crew of the constructor Povav Abb Ybb, went scouting ahead, reporting at least one anchor was in place.
But never fear, the navy is here. Even as the assembly lines ran hot, we sent both First Fleet and Guardians of the Galaxy ahead to prepare for an assault. But alas, the dastardly Unbidden caught our brave cadets in warp cooldown. It was a dire struggle and both fleets took heavy losses, Guardians of the Galaxy in particular due to the lack of screening elements and point-blank range.
The assault was postponed until sufficient reinforcements could arrive, which was complicated by the long distance to our Realm, and the fleet remained holding position just inside Unbidden space.
But what, you might ask, were the other so-called Empires and Federations and Doctrinal Enforcers contributing while our Realm bled? Absolutely nothing! Even our so-called ally merely sat there inside their space, like he did during our defensive war against the Enigmatic Observers, while the Unbidden ravaged the surroundings.
This stab in the back will be remembered.
Years passed by of this phoney war against the Unbidden with those extradimensional cowards attacking our ships.
But we held the line.
First Fleet continued taking losses but, with strategic positioning, our Guardian battleships took minimal damage. Reinforcements had filled the ranks enough that the assault could continue.
It wasn't an easy battle, as the anchor wasn't just guarded by stations, but two full-fledged Unbidden fleets. But the fate of the galaxy was at stake; we could wait no longer.
We were triumphant. Although Guardians of the Galaxy took damage, they still had enough firepower to continue. First Fleet, however, had taken significant damage from the fleets. The corvettes and cruisers had sadly been destroyed and only a few token PD-destroyers remained to safeguards the battleships. Even so, we pressed on, as our scout had reported sightings of two more anchors.
The second anchor was guarded similarly and a hard-fought battle and victory was had. By now, we had reverse-engineered several of the Unbidden's technologies, though it would take time for it to propagate to the front line.
The third anchor was practically undefended.
Finally, the main portal remained. As we sent our fleets, battered but proud, the battleships encountered one last desperate defense by the Unbidden in the form of a fleet, which had entered our dimension just in time. It was quickly dispatched of. And as we aimed our guns at the portal, it was with a thunderous roar, with which we tore it asunder.
The galaxy rejoiced. The Unbidden threat was over.
But it will not last.
For even as we rebuild our fleets, we now take sight at the cowards that had left us to fend for ourselves as they squabbled in their squalor.
We must ask: Do they want total war? If necessary, do they want a war more total and radical than anything that we can even yet imagine?
For we have reaped the fruit of our labor and our unforgiving rage tires us not.