Shot in the Dark

There’s something serene about watching a battleship like the Sirentide shrouded in the glittering wake of the enhanced maneuverability field pouring from her Alcubierre emitters. That serenity disappears entirely, however, when she’s under full burn and laying in a broadside filled with some of the most powerful particle cannons known to man, her heatsinks glowing cherry red as accelerator coils energize and fusion torches roar with thrust.

There’s something powerful about the Sirentide endure shot after shot and keep fighting, something primal about the way your hair stands on end, even locked safely inside the ship’s citadel as she fires those cannons of hers.

There’s something haunting about how the fresh battle scars glow red with heat, looking like weeping wounds, or how bremsstrahlung etches the shadows of your crewmates onto the walls as they live out their last moments.