Thirdspace Helmsmen: Sir we have completed our scan of the new realm. And we have detected a colony belonging to a race known as the Zener.
Thirdspace Commander: The One's orders were clear, we shall attempt to asess the threat they pose to our plans. Set a course for this colony.
Thirdspace Helmsmen: Yes commander
::::::The scout fleet moves through hyperspace towards their destination::::::
Thirdspace Helmsmen: Sir we've reached the location.
Thirdspace Commander: Jump.
::::::A powerful jump point forms almost inside one of the battlestations defending the planet, destroying it as the scouts fly out::::::
Emperor Zent'Alerian: WHAT HAPPENED?
B'tran: I don't know but there are ships coming out of it!
Emperor Zent'Alerian: All ships and all defenses target those ships and fire!
::::::The Zener open fire with enormous strength but the ships are heavily armored and take light damage, meanwhile 2 Thirdspace Cruisers target 2 battlestations and make short work of them. Thirdspace is not without losses though, the zener firepower takes its toll and 3 small attacking ships are destroyed::::::
Thirdspace Commander: This was... educational, drop the message buoy and take us back to the gate.
Thirdspace Helmsmen: Done
:::::: A message buoy drops from the lead cruiser and begins to transmit to all inhabited worlds the following message::::::
"To all in this realm. Your time has ended. Thirdspace is Open And We Hunger for your Souls. Your Cries for Mercy will fall on Deaf Ears."
-The One
Emperor Zent'Alerian: What is that supposed to mean?
B'tran: Sir, I believe he has just declared war on every race!
