For every watt of energy the Kyros took, the Xylosian mirrors "ghosted" the signal, allowing Eternia to keep seventy percent of the power while making the Kyros sensors think they were getting forty.
"Haha, They think they are starving us," Kaelen said to Sora, who stood beside him, her presence now a whisper of lethal wind.
"But we are feasting on their arrogance."
Sora adjusted her Law-Armor, the crystalline plates humming.
"Emperor wants a full-scale combat simulation tomorrow. He wants to know if we can take down a Tier 15 Chrome Spear in under sixty seconds."
"Heh, We'll do it in thirty," Kaelen grunted. "Our new gravity-wells can pin their anchors before they can fold space. We just need the Emperor to give the word."
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In the quiet hours of the five-hundredth year, Aegis once again accessed the Interstellar Chatbox. He did not post. He remained a ghost, a "User 0.000001%" who had long been forgotten by the Bio-Empress Lyra and the Star-Reaper.
