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As the Overlord studies the reading, something odd makes itself known to him. While the ships appear to be purple and gold when viewed with the naked eye, when properly scanned they appear to be closer to a softer lilac with vivid green highlights. The small group drifted off to a nearby shipyard, docking in a large berth. Far larger in fact, than would be required by small patrols. Indeed the berth would be closer to something suited for a -
Just as Nepura comes to the proper realization of what exactly the shipyard is meant to service, reality tears open overhead and a vast warship emerges from the rift, vibrant blue tendrils of hyperspace energy curling around its hull. Attendant with it soared a larger host, with cruisers, carriers, battleships, and fighters aplenty. And with that, everything falls into place.
For this is no mere surviving group. Despite the hidden colors, the Circled Star gleams on the ships. The descendants of the Imperium mean to wage war against the galaxy once more. But even as the ships drift by, a ship with the distinctive profile of a Star Destroyer comes forth to meet them, a clenched fist etched on the hull...
