##**Finnegan's Tradehouse**

The Draconians watched, more or less horrified, as the great big thingy fell out of the great big hole in the 'sky,' and began flailing around, erasing everything like a dry eraser on dry erase markers. They watched through their aircraft, through their infantry units at the Tradehouse. They were fighting valiantly, their two weapons scoring a kill each time their fired,launching the small rockets everytime a sizeable amount clumped together. Their shields held them back somewhat; they would smack into and bounce off, at the cost of more than half of the shield.

As they were overwhelmed, the two heavy tanks overloaded their powerful engines, and set them to self-destruct. As the squishy eater thingies broke through the infantry units and began plopping onto the tanks, the first tank exploded. All its ammunition and highly violate fuel went off at once, incinerating the nearby feeders, and setting off the tank besides it, forcing the explosion even larger and hotter. 

In the sky, the three gunships were joined by a dozen more, all the ones that escaped, and were busy raining fire down on the squishy things, out of reach. After one pilot accidentally hit the **FLARE!** button and sent them flying around him, they all thought that was a good idea- each flare would light one on fire, and that one, in turned, lit another one on fire, and then another one, and onwards.

As it was, each of the gunships eventually began falling, from squishy things climbing up onto buildings and then jumping onto one, then to another, and onwards. Only three escaped to retreat back to the burning ship.

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There, preparations were under way. Shuttles had been dragged out of the wreckage, two of them fine, three of them in need of minor repairs before working, and the rest totaled. A couple hundred Draconians had survived, out of a hundred thousand or more in cryosleep. As they saw the impending threat- the swarm, the Aeon Brood, they prepared themselves. Their higher-ranking soldiers and data about the strange place were loaded onto one, more important soldiers loaded onto the other. 

As the two dropships began to lift off, leaving behind a single Purple to organize everything, he issued new orders. As the dropship loaded with Goldy and his other two guards, as well as various green, blue, and yellow-armored soldiers, it disappeared in a flash that temporarily sucked air and everything nearby into it- presumably a portal into space, sensing that they had wanted to leave. The other dropship was flipped about, and ended up crashing nearby. 

As the squishy things approached, dissolving the forest, the last Purple gave an order.

In a flash of light powerful enough to destroy eyes behind their eyelids and faceshields, the entire contents of the cargo ship's antimatter fusion drive, combined with all the antimatter sublight missiles that were contained within its super-secure storage, detonated. A thousand megatons of antimatter set off in a chain reaction, equaling a blast far more than any normal nuclear warhead.

((NO Aeon Brood- you will NOT win this one. Bahahhhahhahhhahahaahhahah. The Draconians had no hope of escaping against that horde.))