There was always a bigger fish.
The Wanderer Marauder Gang might have run rampant, intimidating billions of pirates and claiming first pick of the spoils like overlords.
But they were no true overlords. With the tiger away, the monkeys had crowned themselves kings.
Then the Gamma Colossus Plundering Group arrived out of nowhere and slapped them down on sight!
They were one of the Four Emperors!
The moment they arrived, they heard a Steel Giant declare that the Wanderer Marauder Gang called the shots here. Without another word, they struck him dead.
And they had used sound waves! As a wildly inefficient means of attack, sound waves laid bare just how precisely their weapons controlled energy.
Boom!
Boom, boom, boom!
One hundred and twenty Gamma Colossi descended from the sky. Taller even than the Steel Giants, they stood around two kilometers high, each toying with a tiny ball of light as they swaggered off in every direction.
The Wanderers, who had been laughing and chatting despite losing a teammate, froze.
They had not expected one of the Four Emperors so soon. After a quick exchange, they halted their plundering and hurried to assemble at a point in the sky.
The other pirates present dared move even less.
In the lawless Abyss, strength alone commanded respect. With a pack of wolves dividing the spoils, whoever had the biggest fist got the meat.
The Gamma Colossus Legion undoubtedly had an enormous fist. Even the Wanderer Marauder Gang hardly dared fight back.
In truth, the Wanderers had their main force with them, while these one hundred and twenty Gamma Colossi were only a small detachment. If the Wanderers insisted on fighting, they could win.
And with billions of pirates above them and out in space, a united assault could wipe out these colossi