The night's battle raged on and numerous mechanical monsters were left writhing and immobilized on the field of battle, the Ahs Chini warriors had set up an effective defense line around the fortress that stayed the assault in its entirety. After the first few hours Mortimer retired to his chambers to rest his weary body. 

Jessibelle, stirred by the commotion outside, was quite awake at this time. The empress skittered her way over to the window and looked outside in a rather sleepy haze. You know the one where you're unusually cheerful and know you're going to fall asleep again. As she did this she spotted the familiar trail of a starship leaving the atmosphere, for some reason this made her laugh aloud. Having caught herself laughing she covered her mouth with a knuckle and just smiled. After a few more minutes of watching the sky she returned to her bed and fell back into comfortable slumber.

Several hours went past and at least four hundred of the robots had been slain on the field outside of the fortification, the last of the machines fell to their knees and then to the ground as the sun rose over the horizon. The invasive force was shutting down in some sort of refueling coma or something, maybe they were solar powered and shut down when the sun came up to recharge. Yeah that's the best logical bet. Or something more mystical like dark magic that powers them. On this crazy backwoods planet you really can't tell now can you? 

As the morning came the numerous workers from the Ahs Chini fort came out to examine the remnants of battle, they saw that only five had fallen in the night. Mortimer's exhaustive fighting had thinned out the forces of the most dangerous of the machines, this left the rest able to be felled by the remaining guard forces. As the guards retired for the day the workers emerged and awaited The Lady's order. Conveniently she was awake and overlooking the ruined field of battle. "Good morning~" She grinned sleepily out over the crowd of her people, looking down at the broken bodies of machines. "My, there wass quite the fiassco lasst night, wassn't there?"

One man stepped forward rather nervously and called out an answer. "Yes Lady Jessibelle, during the night we lost a total of five men. The most loss we have had since we landed here, Ma'am." With that he bowed his head and stepped back, making sure to avoid her line of sight with his own eyes. 

Her face turned into a saddened frown, the loss of five men, how unfortunate. "Oh dear, we musst dig thesse brave soulss gravess at oncce. Poor creaturess, I knew there would be risskss coming here. I wissh I had've sseen it coming." All at once several men and women called up to her balcony, saying praise about how she was doing it all for the right reasons. Though the risks were great and all that garbage, Jessibelle loved being held in such high regard. Though the usual comments about how she's doing it all for the right reasons bothered her. Not because of regret or anything stupid like that, she's just heard it way too much in recent days. 

Clearing her throat she took up a more serious tone and pointed down to the five slain men. "Alright, today iss the firsst day of a new age among my people! Thesse five men laid down their livess for thiss goal and I won't let their ssacrificce go in vain. Begin burial cceremoniess for the five of them and head to the main chamber in the fortresss and prepare for insstruction! Today we build a bright future on the backss of thosse losst!" Burial preceding s were quickly finished and those who remained entered the main structure as per her instruction. They awaited her with a rather anxious stirring among the crowd, they had rarely seen her this excited before. This was going to be a very hectic time, likely spanning the course of a week at least. 

Among the people Jessibelle marched with Mortimer at her back, followed shortly by the four advance guards. The empress herself was donned in an unusually light amount of clothing, little more than a poncho draped over her shoulders. These were her work clothes, and the people were stunned to see her wearing them. At the head of the room she stood in front of a small metal box with small tubes leading in and out of it and a single hook on the front of it. A makeshift projector to be exact. "My people I mourn the losss of the five ssoulss who passsed lasst night. But we musst never forget why we are here! To better the Ahss Chini racce! That iss why I gathered this information yessterday, I have obtained great knowledge from the engineerss of thiss world of Mysstique. And now you will learn!" 

The following segment is a timeskip. Jessibelle instructed the people of this planet's ability to travel through space with magical ships and how they were able to leave their own world with these great constructs. Jessibelle's projector showed images, sketches and diagrams of how these ships worked and how they were barely different on an engineering level than Earthen ships. After this she sent the people out to work, the incredible laborers of the Ahs Chini work force were lightning quick with assembling the basic framework. 

In 22 hours of work they had laid out what was the rough shape of the letter H attached to a sphere in metal strips that are at least three feet wide at their thickest point. It was like looking at the skeleton of some great beast, no detail or hull yet, just the bare bones of a massive metal construct. It took fifty men at every bend to weld and force it into shape with machines 'borrowed' from the people of Mystique. In this 22 hour period they had crafted this 750 foot long metal monster's skeleton. Like some kind of massive skyscraper on its side, the inhuman work force was more than able to work this part out with relative ease. It would take a lot longer, however, to make the rest of the ship. 

The skeleton was the easy part. 

In the next few days this ship would have some muscle.