Crimson Bulwark slammed into the first pirate frigate with brutal force, its reinforced prow and sheer mass doing exactly what they had been built to do.
The pirate ship folded into wreckage almost instantly, the impact tearing through its structure like it had never been meant to hold together in the first place, debris spraying out into the lane like shattered scrap thrown from a grinder, pieces spinning and tumbling as they lost all form and purpose.
Aurelian watched the impact, eyes steady as the fragments drifted, then sighed quietly into the command channel.
"Rhoswen."
There was a beat of silence, just long enough to say she already knew what was coming.
"Yes, Commander?"
"You do remember you have main cannons, right?"
Another pause, slightly longer this time, then a very honest reply that carried just a bit too much self-awareness.
"…Yes."
