"Bang!"
"Creak, creak!"
The Orks aboard the Karakles were tearing their hair out over how to operate the Majestic-class Battleship.
Just then, glowing Gravitational Rays shot out of the depths of dark space without warning, locking precisely onto the Karakles.
At first, the pull of the Gravitational Rays was barely noticeable, making the ship tremble only slightly. But as time passed, the gravitational force grew stronger. The ship soon began tilting uncontrollably toward the source of the rays, while strange sounds of twisting metal rose from its hull.
"What's going on?!"
Steeltoof roared in fury, slamming his enormous palm against the console, utterly helpless in the face of what was happening.
"Boss, looks like something's pulling our ship!"
An Ork stared at the various screens and shouted uncertainly.
The Orks aboard descended into chaos. They tried to start the ship's engines to fight back, but their haphazard fiddling shut down the Imperial ship's Plasma Reactor outright.
The roar of the engines quickly faded. With no thrust left to resist the Gravitational Rays, the sounds of twisting metal aboard the ship gradually subsided as well.
Meanwhile, in a secluded corner of the ship, a hunched Tech-Priest in heavy mechanical robes hid behind a pile of complex machinery.
His eyes gleamed with the distinctive light of augmetic optics, and he had keenly sensed something amiss the moment the Gravitational Rays struck.
The Tech-Priest cautiously approached a massive Cogitator terminal. Although it was not the core of the ship's control system, that did not stop him from using it to access the ship's machine spirit and obtain its status.
He extended a mechanical Bionic Limb covered in cables and gently touched the terminal's interface, muttering under his breath. Beneath the dark red emergency lights, his alloy hand danced across the terminal like a