**Chapter 559**
**Scene 1**
**Ahsoka POV**
**Silent Wolf Bridge**
The stars snapped back into focus as the *Silent Wolf* dropped out of hyperspace.
Ahsoka's breath caught in her throat at the sight before them. The CIS fleet at Quell was massive — far larger than their intelligence had suggested. Swarms of Munificent-class frigates formed defensive screens around heavier vessels. Three more Pennance-class Geonosian Dreadnoughts loomed like ancient monsters, while three Malice-variant Subjugators — those terrifying 5,645-meter behemoths — anchored the center of the formation. And beyond them all floated a colossal 5-kilometer repair station, its docking arms extended like the legs of a metal spider, swarming with repair droids and smaller craft.
"I count three more Pennance-class and three that look like the Malice variants," Ahsoka reported, her voice tight. "Plus a whole lot of everything else… and that massive station."
"Yeah, that station's at least 5km across," Zule added from the sensor station. "Must be a mobile shipyard for heavy repairs."
"They're scanning us," Ethan warned from the helm. "Requesting clearance codes. I think they're starting to realize the ruse—"
"Just a little bit closer," Sakura whispered, her purple eyes locked on the tactical display.
The comm crackled to life. A cold droid voice demanded, "*Silent Wolf*, explain your reactor readings. They are showing a sudden boost."
Aayla's voice cut through the tension like a lightsaber. "All batteries — open fire!"
The *Silent Wolf* erupted.
Every turret, every missile bank,unleashed hell at point-blank range. Ten Munificent-class frigates died in the first salvo, their hulls blooming into fireballs as the dreadnoughts heavy turbolaser tore through them. The rest of the fleet reacted instantly — hundreds of turbolaser bolts converged on the *Silent Wolf*.
The ship shook violently.
"Well, that got their attention," Shin said through gritted teeth, gripping her console.
"Shields at seventy-five percent!" Stella called out. "But turbolasers are running at one hundred and twenty-five percent output. The reactor keeps beeping off the charts!"
Ahsoka felt the surge through the Force bond. Dagon was somewhere on the ship — or connected remotely — pouring his power into the reactor, pushing it far beyond safe limits.
"Looks like Dagon is enhancing the reactor," Flare noted, her hands flying over the engineering panel. "Too bad it won't stay stable. This is normal reactor output, not kyber or solar."
The *Silent Wolf* danced through the enemy formation like a predator among prey. Its tractor beams locked onto two nearby Malice variants and a Providence Dreadnought, dragging them helplessly toward the planet's atmosphere while the rest of the fleet poured fire into the surprised CIS lines.
"Hold together," Ahsoka muttered, feeling the ship groan under the strain. "Just a little longer…"
**Scene 2**
**CIS Command – Providence-class Dreadnought**
**Auto POV**
Admiral Auto (a super tactical command droid) stood motionless on the bridge as the *Silent Wolf* unleashed chaos at the heart of their formation.
"Report status of the fleet!" he demanded.
"Sir, all ships are firing, but the *Silent Wolf* has closed to point-blank range with the repair station," a subordinate droid replied. "Its tractor beams have locked onto multiple heavy vessels — including two Malice variants — and are pulling them into the atmosphere. Other ships are caught in a partial encirclement."
"Deploy all available bombers!" Auto ordered as his own ship shuddered from a direct hit. "We must stop that vessel at all costs!"
Vulture droids and tri-fighters poured out of the surviving carriers in chaotic waves, but the *Silent Wolf*'s point-defense lasers and escorting fighters shredded most of them before they could close distance.
The repair station itself was taking heavy fire. Its massive structure began to list as sections exploded under sustained bombardment.
"Sir, we are losing control of the perimeter," another droid reported. "Casualties mounting rapidly. The enemy ship's reactor output is fluctuating beyond known safety parameters."
Auto's photoreceptors flickered. This was no ordinary strike force. This was General Dagon Marek's personal power enhancing — the *Silent Wolf* — operating with impossible aggression and power.
"Redirect all fire to the *Silent Wolf*," he commanded. "Do not let it reach the station's core. If we lose that facility, the entire sector's repair capability collapses."
The Providence Dreadnought shook again as multiple turbolaser volleys slammed into its shields. Auto calculated the odds in milliseconds.
Victory probability: dropping rapidly.
But retreat was not an option. Not yet.
"Launch boarding craft if any get close enough," he added coldly. "Target the bridge. Eliminate the Jedi command crew."
The Battle of Quell had turned into a slaughter — and the *Silent Wolf* was at its bloody heart.
**End chapter.**
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