1183 Miscalculated

The fleet unleashed a hundred thousand drones in the next five seconds, while Sylvie stared in awe. The efficiency, the lethality, the organization. It was beautiful to the forgotten AI.

The Androids had deployed from the bays of Creeping Darkness, but they were all in one bay, and even for their limited numbers it took them ten whole seconds to get out of the door. It was smooth, but it should have been far better if they were properly organized for combat. That was a failing on her part.

Max felt the panic of the Energy Being as it realized that this was an ambush. Nico had collapsed the boundary between the layers so that it couldn't retreat, and there were dozens of ships here now, all optimized to fight his species.