Meanwhile.
Several million kilometers away, the Blood-Eclipse Civilization's provisional fleet hovered amid a shattered Asteroid Belt.
Only two of the three biological warships remained. The Giant Serpent Warship still bore a massive wound in its tail where the Void-Splitting Cannon had torn through it, making it look like a flayed snake.
A large section of shell had been ripped off the Oracle-Bone Behemoth's left side, exposing the half-carbonized biological tissue beneath.
Hundreds upon thousands of small and medium biological ships roamed around them, like scavenger fish that had caught the scent of blood and refused to leave.
Inside a larger biological mothership, the fleshy chamber walls slowly writhed.
Dark red biological light seeped from deep within the walls, bathing the entire space as though it were submerged in bloody water.
The tall Blood-Scaled One sat cross-legged at the front. Red steam billowed from his three fissures in bursts, making him look like a volcano on the verge of erupting.
The scrawny Bone-Armored One stood behind him, the eerie green flames in his eye sockets considerably dimmer than before.
He paced back and forth, his long, thin legs making sticky sounds against the fleshy floor.
"I told you ages ago that Kurzon couldn't be trusted." The Bone-Armored One's voice was shrill and sharp.
"All he knew was charging ahead with brute strength. Usually, he was quicker than anyone to grab the credit. Now someone's cut him in half, and he didn't even leave a complete last word. How are the two of us supposed to explain this to our superiors?"
"Have you figured out what to tell them?"
The Bone-Armored One stopped pacing and suddenly let out a shrill laugh. "What's there for me to figure out? Nothing. I'll just say Kurzon charged in on his own, disobeyed orders, and got