On the surface of the Nameless World, many more starspawn gather. Already their fighters, frigates and destroyers litter the sky but larger groups are forming now, and larger constructs are projected from them. The mirror-bright hulls reflect the evening light and bright clouds as the sun sets. As night falls, the ships glow with an inner light and a faint tracery resembling veins runs throughout their forms.
Many cruisers take shape, lifting off under their own power, each crewed and maintained by six Starspawn. Here and there a battle cruiser forms, outfitted with siege weaponry for piercing heavy shields and armor, with 8 starspawn at their core. These ships were huge in comparison to the destroyers and frigates, made for line duty and outfitted to withstand punishing barrages before faltering and withdrawing for repairs. Their surfaces blister with weapon emplacements, redundant shield generators, armor plating and drone bays housing dozens of autonomous drone fighters.
Finally a group of twelve link hands and begin weaving a construct of force and thought which dwarfs all others, even the nearby mountains are small by comparison. A stream of divine energy is woven into their craft-song as the fields solidify around them, lending Astra'ath's godly power to its construction. Its hull is a cliff face formed of armor plating, and kinetic weapons larger than most spaceports make up its main armament. A line of plasma cannonade runs along its flanks, capable of projecting a punishing amount of firepower to all sides. Missile launch points, drone bays, sensors and anti-personnel blisters cover its hull. But all of this pales in comparison to its main weapon. Down the center of the ship runs a deep shaft which leads directly to the core. When the weapon is primed, the twelve starspawn channel all of their might into its chamber and bring forth a beam of annihilation so intense it could render a planet into a cinder. This final construct lifts slowly from the surface, the force of its engines sending shivers deep into the core of the mountains nearby and causing rockslides for miles around. This is an instrument crafted for a single purpose, and its name is Entropy.
Sothurn stands upon the upper deck of Entropy as it lifts from the atmosphere. His burning sword blazes with channeled fury, the divine energy animating his body pulses and sings with the glory of the coming battle. Their objective... the stone of madness. The fleet oriented on a distant speck of light and engines pushed against the void. A small contingent of fighters and frigates remain behind to honor Astra'ath's deal to help defend the Nameless world, but the bulk of the fleet moves on. Space warps around them as their engines stress the void, clawing at it, pulling themselves along at speeds that such massive objects should not reach.
Astra'ath spends an act to bolster Entropy's construction, allowing it and its crew to achieve heights far beyond even their extraordinary levels. The ship itself has become an artifact and a symbol.
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