**Chapter 857: Wrath Unleashed**
**Scene 1: Annihilator Hangar – Dagon POV**
The hangar bay of the *Annihilator* buzzed with controlled urgency as starfighters launched in waves and maintenance crews made final checks. Dagon stood at the edge of the open force field, staring out into the void where the massive Hutt armada had just emerged from hyperspace. Their fleet was enormous, a sprawling collection of heavy warships, carriers, and escorts that filled the space around Nal Hutta like a swarm of predators.
It surprised him how closely the real designs matched those he had seen in strategy simulations from his old world. The sheer scale of Hutt naval power—built on centuries of smuggling profits and slave labor—was impressive. These vessels could have rivaled Kuat or Corellia in a different era. He wondered if any Sith Lords or the old Jedi Council had ever truly grasped the potential threat the Hutts represented, but that realization came too late for them.
His own fleet was assembled and ready. The *Annihilator* served as the unbreakable core, supported by fifty-five Resurgent-class Battlecruisers, seventy Vector-class Star Destroyers, eighty Nebula-class Star Destroyers, thirty Allegiance-class Battlecruisers, one hundred forty Lancer-class Frigates, ninety modified ionic-class Venator-class Star Destroyers, and fifty-five Bothan Assault Cruisers. Experimental squadrons of TIE/dg Starfighters—nicknamed TIE Daggers—were already launching, their red accents a clear mark of loyalty to the Demon of the Shield. Each craft carried eight SJFS L-s9.6 laser cannons and four heavy L-7.0 variants, giving them devastating firepower at staggering sublight speeds of 150 MGLT.
Combined with the standard TIE lines already in service, this armada could overwhelm almost any force that dared oppose it.
This would be a historic moment for the Hutts, and Dagon intended to make it unforgettable. A cold smile crossed his scarred face as the Wrath Shield responded to his will.
"Wrath Shield: Annihilation!" he commanded.
The armor transformed instantly. Massive blue components materialized along his back, while a circular core opened on his torso, containing a swirling sphere of pure Wrath energy. Spiky protrusions extended from his arms, and numerous vents across his body began leaking dark power—palms, shoulders, and spine all glowing with uncontrolled force. White armored plates reinforced critical sections, complemented by modified spiked wing structures and layered dark side shielding across his chest. The resulting form towered at one thousand meters, a living engine of destruction.
Dagon's amplified voice boomed across all open channels. "Target lock."
**Scene 2: Durga's Command**
Durga the Hutt watched the holographic display with growing fury. The Republic fleet was undeniably formidable, but his own armada possessed overwhelming numbers, raw determination, centuries of accumulated power, and a deep history of survival against all odds.
Then the giant appeared.
A one-thousand-meter-tall colossus materialized in open space, blue floating segments attached to its back. A circular opening on the torso housed a pulsing Wrath energy sphere. Spiky protrusions extended from the arms, and multiple vents across the body constantly leaked dark energy—particularly noticeable at the palms and along the spine. White armored plating covered key areas, while numerous spiked wing structures and layered dark side shielding protected the chest.
"Target lock," the giant announced through every open frequency, its voice carrying the weight of inevitable doom.
Durga's massive eyes narrowed in rage. "All batteries, open fire! Bring that abomination down!"
The Hutt fleet responded with a coordinated barrage. Turbolaser fire, missile volleys, and ion cannon blasts lit up the void in a storm of green and red energy. But the colossal figure moved with surprising agility, the Wrath energy sphere at its core glowing brighter as it prepared a devastating counterstrike.
**Scene 3: Galactic Herald Live Broadcast**
-..Hello again, Galaxy! This is your Jeff Kleis in the Galactic Herald studio, and we continue our broadcast to every corner of this Universe! Today we have a momentous event—the first live broadcast from a major military operation. Our intrepid correspondent, Janek Burrows, will be in the thick of the battle, and we'll be able to see breathtaking footage of the space battle! Live broadcast right now!...Yes!.. Good morning, Janek!
- Good morning, Jeff! Good morning, Galaxy! We are currently aboard the communications ship Zephyr-Three, which is located near the planet Nal Hutta, where a battle is currently raging. The Republic fleet is currently attacking the enemy fleet! Breathtaking footage, isn't it? Oh, I'm sure such a clear picture will delight our viewers. But don't worry—we're at a safe distance. The latest TVK cameras provide us with the necessary resolution to observe the events from two thousand kilometers away.
"That's amazing, Janek. But it seems our guys are having a hard time?"
"Oh, don't worry, Jeff. The communications officer hinted that the enemy is in for a big surprise... Well, that's what I was saying—thousands of Hutt ships just emerged from hyperspace! They're pushing back the Republic, who've already begun engaging the Hutt fleet... Oh, Hutt... Excuse me, but it's an amazing sight! We could probably see it with the naked eye—look at the green!"
"That's right... Wow, what a flash." Janek said.
"Janek! What happened?" Jeff asked.
"Um, we're getting reports that Dagon, in his armored form, just shot a concentrated blast at the enemy flagship. The Hutt 10,000-meter ship got a concentrated beam and exploded, taking I think a few ships with it. Wow, another flash," Janek said as the *Annihilator* started firing.
"So what could it mean, Janek, now that the Hutt flagship is gone?" Jeff asked.
"I don't know but... wow... yeah, we are leaving—the battle is picking up. By the Force, look at the aggressive movements of the Republic ships and starfighters. I think the Republic had no mercy for the Hutts," Janek said.
The live feed captured the unfolding chaos with stunning clarity. The colossal armored form of Dagon—Wrath Shield: Annihilation—dominated the battlefield, its energy sphere unleashing focused beams that carved through Hutt capital ships like a scalpel through flesh. The *Dor'bulla* Warship, the pride of the Hutt fleet, erupted in a cataclysmic detonation, secondary explosions ripping through nearby escorts.
Republic starfighters—TIE Daggers and Strikers—swarmed the surviving Hutt vessels, while Resurgents and Vectors pressed the attack with precise, overwhelming broadsides. The Hutt fleet, despite its size and determination, was fracturing under the relentless assault of the Demon of the Shield.
The galaxy watched in stunned silence as Nal Hutta's final defenses collapsed. The age of Hutt dominance was ending in fire and overwhelming force.