The next day, Max focused his energy on trying to determine what the end game was for the species who were fighting through this chaotic region of space. The Arisen weren't going all out on the species they had targeted. They were trying to train them up.
Then there were the Darklings, or Knife Ears, as the locals called them. They were most likely an evil culture by almost any standard, but they also weren't trying to wipe everything out. They were farming various species in the region.
Neither of them had the technology to actually knock out all of the stars that had been destroyed here unless they had lost it over time. So, there was another major player here that Max hadn't seen yet. He might be sensing it, but there weren't any really clear signs of its existence.