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The battleground was silent. The battle in it's space was still being fought, however the fifteen kilometer long battleship retreated behind hundreds of kilometers of smoke, fog and mist that were saturated with particles that nothing could see through, excepting the sensors of particularly technologically advanced factions. The Reformed Romanian Iron Guard was still defending the Bismarck, while the Stalker-Trappers and High Imperium Resurgent tried boarding and laying mines throughout.
And amidst the gas giants of the outer system, there was peace and quiet. No battles, no debris and certainly no ships hiding in the thin rings of those giants, until a patrol group of seven ships exited warp-space, also known as their isolated space-time bubbles that allowed them to move at faster than light speeds.
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The ships, proudly flying the colors of dark blue, orange and white, seemed just a small patrol group, however it was no mere patrol group of the other mundane factions searching for pirates, no, these ships were highly technologically advanced and their advancedness practically screamed at everyone looking that these ships were not forged of any old civilization, they were forged in a shipyard system of the Illateri Sovereignty.
These ships seemed only there to watch, never powering up weapons, only having their shields up, keeping their tonal analysis sensors online just in case they need to use them in battle. There, they silently sat, drifting in high orbit of the beautiful ringed titan.