The amount of events that had transpired within the event would be capable of confusing any seasoned crew. Starships from everywhere in the unbelievably immense multiverse had appeared, some damaged and requesting help, some intact and questioning who was who. Some ships helping others, some ships moving away from everyone else. One ship, a shuttle, even suggesting that everyone should protect it from an incoming fleet. It was of course this fleet that brought everything together.

The Myth had no choice but to hide the moment the battle had commenced. They were too hard to see, both visually and scan wise. Moving into the battle would probably end up in them getting shot from any side, and the Myth's captain didn't want to see what some of those nasty capital ship weapons could do to their little ship. 

However, after watching for the battle, the Captain noticed one role the Myth could help in... and that role was as a superfighter and escort to the shuttle, which unknowingly to them held a great darkness, but had been claimed to be immensely important by the triangular shaped ship. The only "side" shooting at the shuttle was the strange pyramid vessels, so they would be out of the way of capital fire. Now, Carter had watched their "friends" using a variety of wormholes to maneuver in the battle. Carter decided he'd do it too. [color=7ea7d8]"With all of these ways to travel faster than light, it's amazing it took us hundreds of years to figure it out, even after our first colony."[/color] Carter remarked as his vessel entered into a wormhole... and was spat our after less than a second. They were now in the heart of a massive battle between fighters just in front of the shuttle. 
[color=0072bc]"Shield is taking hits sir, permission to take control of the ship?"[/color] The AI announced. 
[color=7ea7d8]"Granted."[/color] Carter went to the intercom system:[color=7ea7d8] "Alright, we have entered into combat, everyone secure yourself in the case we lose gravity or inertia negation."[/color]
Almost instantly the Myth's many weapon bays opened, revealing a variety of lethal objects. The Myth launched missiles, spun up its many railguns, and started to spin and accelerate in ways that only space would allow. If not for inertia negation the crew would remembering what they had for lunch. Despite the AI controlled flying, the ship's shields were still absorbing fire, but they were scoring kills.