Destruction battleship, bridge.
Strictly speaking, compared to Destruction's massive 4,825-meter hull, the bridge was not particularly spacious. The instruments and screens reflected a red glow that became oppressive after prolonged exposure.
But for Captain Jesse Darlen, standing on the bridge at that moment, the environment was far less terrifying than what he saw before him.
Yes, terrifying!
He had never imagined that someone could toy with a fleet to such an extent!
With the same forces under his command before, they had been beaten so badly by the Republic task force that they could barely raise their heads. They had almost no ability to fight back and could only huddle around the space defense platforms in stubborn resistance.
But after this blue-skinned, red-eyed Chiss beauty of a general arrived, everything had undergone an earth-shaking change!
Their forces had only gained one more Destruction battleship, yet in Sefrans Tann's hands, those same forces had scattered the Republic task force, smashed it apart, and pushed it to the brink of annihilation!
Watching the Republic warships fleeing in all directions across the holographic star map, Jesse Darlen felt as though he were watching a movie. It all seemed utterly unreal.
Yet Sefrans Tann's dazzling command was unfolding right before his eyes! She controlled every corner of the battlefield with almost obsessive attention to detail. To intercept the counterattack of a temporary squadron formed by four Hunter Class Battlecruisers within the Republic fleet, she had even redirected the firepower of a distant space defense platform!
It was simply unbelievable!
She continuously issued countless orders, while the T-series tactical robot beside her served only as a mouthpiece.
Faced with such command, Jesse Darlen felt none of the admiration or amazement he ought to have felt. All he felt was fear! Boundless, endless fear!
It was