The message rippled through the Unity in a wave. Diminished though it was, the network that linked the minds of (most) of the Advent still functioned as it should, and now it served to send a distress call, a warning that one of the many far flung colonies of the Advent itself was under attack by hostile forces. almost immediately ships had gone on the move, military forces shifting to deal with the attack.

One of those ships was the Vorascant, flying through space at the head of a small fleet of ships. They were some distance away, but the presence of a nearby wormhole meant that they could significantly cut down on the travel time. It would be nice if they had a more dedicated combat force, but they would have to jump in and hold the line to make sure that the combat forces had time to arrive in the first place. 

Aboard the bridge of the ship Carina frowned slightly as she took in the message and sent off a quick response. "We hear the Unity's call. We shall respond as rapidly as we can," she reassured those who were under attack before turning to those who served with her on the bridge. "Alera, show us the path."

The woman with white eyes nodded before facing towards the front of the ship, outstretching an arm as she let the PsiTech that was utilized by the Unity go to work. Her mind swelled, psychic abilities clearing the path ahead, showing them the route that they would have to take to reach their destination. 

"Course laid in," she announced at last, lowering her arm as she kept her gaze forward. "We are ready to proceed at any time."

Carina nodded as she took in status reports from across the ship, everything functioning normally and prepared for the fight ahead of them. It would not be easy, but she was confident that they could succeed. "Proceed." That said, she turned to the other woman seated on the bridge. "Lorana, make sure all stations are ready for combat action. The enemy may have a blocking force at the other side of the wormhole." 

"Already done," Lorana reassured her from her own seat, the Psintegrate always ready for a battle. "But I don't think there will be a problem. I just hope we get there in time." 

"We will," Carina reassured her with a nod and a burst of calm emotion. "The bombardment of the planet has yet to begin, and the population have been moved into shelters. These fools will know what it means to strike at the Advent." 

In a burst of light the Vorascant vanished into the wormhole ahead of its escorts, ready to take the fight to all of their foes.
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When they emerged on the other side, it was to a strange scene. Most of the time such wormholes were within a star system, but this one was in a black void, the only light from far off galaxies that were out of reach. He ship itself seemed to shine, catching that minimal light and reflecting it, practically glowing as the elegant design cut through space like a wave.

But none aboard needed to see the space they were in, the sudden power fluctuations and threat of antimatter core overload to know that something had gone wrong. No, there was a much easier way.

"I...I can't hear them," Lorana said with a tremble in her tone, eyes wide. Even Carina could tell as much, the sudden deafening silence where once the multitude of voices that comprised the Unity could be. There were still those on the ship, of course, but it paled in comparison to the sounds of an interplanetary civilization. 

Carina could feel, hear the panic spreading through the ship. Indeed she was feeling it herself, a worry as to what had happened to their people. "Remain calm," she said in a firm tone, letting that message go out to the entire ship. As the Coalescent, she couldn't allow the Unity to fall into, well, disarray. Once she was sure the crew were listening to her, she looked to Alera. "Where are we?"

Alera frowned as she expanded her view once again, confusion growing at the same time. "We are...nowhere. There are other vessels nearby but I can't identify any of them. Some of them are beyond primitive in fact. As for our location, it appears that we are in the space between galaxies, if my eyes do not deceive me." 

It was bad, but something they could work with nonetheless. Carina quickly activated the communications unit to attempt contact, and quickly managed to get a multitude of messages from the various ships floating nearby, none of which seemed to broadcast their identity as the Coalition. It appeared that they were indeed unknowns, as Alera had suggested. In the meanwhile, commands were given out to begin repairs, before their situation degraded any further. No one needed a reminder what uncontained antimatter could do. 

While the crew remained at a ready position and initiated repairs, she turned to the radio herself, communicating much as she would with the Coalition or the Vasari, without intruding upon their minds. [color=bc8dbf]"Greetings unknown vessels. We are the Advent, and we come with no ill intentions towards those who mean us none in return. To those who do, know that we will not hesitate in defending ourselves as we deem fit."[/color]

That said, she looked to Alera. "Scry what you can of the other vessels here. Should we come to blows, we will need every advantage we can get." It seemed things would be interesting, and less hopeless, than Carina had previously believed.