Admiral Sefrans Tann stood on the bridge of the Taowu, watching the collapse of the Lusankaya Super Star Destroyer with satisfaction.
The nineteen-thousand-meter behemoth had begun to tumble. Its propulsion system had failed completely, and every violent explosion within the ship now generated a measure of thrust, sending it rolling in different directions.
A large number of Swarm II-type interceptor drones were still finishing it off. Hundreds of drones circled the bridge of the Lusankya, bombarding it until the enormous, magnificent structure had been reduced to a blazing pillar of fire.
Sefrans Tann did not know that, beneath the interceptor drones' bombardment, Imperial Admiral Michel Anser—who had insisted on going down with his ship—had also died at that moment. But the situation was not difficult to read. The Galactic Empire fleet was now leaderless.
With the Lusankaya Super Star Destroyer sunk, the surviving Imperial fleet around it began to descend into chaos. If those warships had continued their suicidal assault on her two Titan warships as they had before, they would almost certainly have dealt them severe damage. But now, most Imperial warships did not do so.
The destruction of the flagship—especially a Super Star Destroyer—had robbed them of the will to fight. Aside from a small number that continued their frenzied attacks in the name of avenging the Lusankya, most of the remaining warships scattered like frightened birds.
Naturally, this outcome had been within Sefrans Tann's expectations. She never designed a tactic from a purely tactical perspective. Psychology was one of the most important factors as well!
So while her surprise attack appeared to have left her no way out, in truth, the escape route she had left herself was the Imperial fleet itself!
On the bridge, Darth Lilim walked over and said flatly to Tann, "It's time for