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The farmer nods and hands a small gem that fit into the palm of their hand and as soon as they thought of someone, that person was raised on the nearest comms channel.

The defending force takes the heavy blow to their forces with gusto, the planet becoming shrouded entirely by the cloud of disintegrating smoke as all grows quiet from the felled colony, the force that had risen up there having won the battle for survival, but will they win the war?