1215 How Can We Help

The people aboard Absolution, all ten million of them, were watching the satellite feeds from the battlefield with a mixture of horror and anticipation. They had seen the Commander go into battle, but the energy leaking from his fight was messing with the sensors, and it was impossible to see exactly what was going on down there.

It must not be friendly, given the amount of noise it was generating, but they had no way of telling who was winning. If it was the enemy Energy Beings, they were in serious trouble, even if they had the full firepower of their ship intact.

Which most of them assumed that they did. They weren't military equipment experts, and they weren't privy to most of the communications, so there was no way for them to know that the power output of everything had been capped out by the Myceloid God when it created this place.