Civil War...
Gawain stood at the edge of Melita Ponia's back, his gaze crossing the enormous dragon wing to fixate on the distant "horizon" where the port lay torn apart, alongside the wreckage of a spaceship shattered into three by some great powerful weapon. The scale of these remnants was so incredible that a fragment floating weightlessly in the void seemed nearly as vast as a castle, and thinking of how invincible it must have been in perfect condition made the force that destroyed them all the more terrifying.
Indeed, only the weapons of the Voyager could so cleanly and thoroughly destroy their own legacy.
