In a region of space several million kilometers from Callisto.
"Zzz!" A shot from the Sea Race's main cannon skimmed the edge of the Winged Race warship's Shield and vanished into the boundless void in the blink of an eye.
The Winged Race warship accelerated away while making erratic evasive turns at full power, and the Sea Race warship's next few main cannon shots strayed farther and farther from their target...
Although the two races shared highly compatible technologies, each still retained its own combat style.
The Sea Race fought fiercely and prized martial valor. Their warships had more formidable firepower and stronger Shields, while the Winged Race's ships emphasized maneuverability and speed, with more flexible, varied tactics. Each had its strengths and weaknesses.
Precisely because of these differences, after a brief but fierce exchange of fire, the Winged Race warship was the first to retreat.
"Captain! We've broken their target lock! Shield strength remaining: 6%!" the deputy reported, cold sweat beading on his forehead.
It had truly been a close call. One thing was certain: the Sea Race on the other side really wanted to destroy them!
Although the exchange had been brief, the Sea Race warship had completely abandoned evasive maneuvers, relying on its Shield as it fired its main and secondary cannons in volleys. It had attacked like a thing possessed, seemingly determined to cripple them quickly regardless of the cost.
One more hit would have stripped away their Shield and likely inflicted serious damage. Once surrounded, whether they could escape at all would have been an open question.
Of course, none of the Winged Race knew that this entire situation was merely Nie Yun playing his left hand against his right. Whether the left hand or the right won was now entirely beyond Twin Stars' control.