Portals between truespace and hyperspace began to open. First one, than two, a dozen. Soon ships are streaming into the system, Human cruisers and Syreen Penetrators.
The fleet seems comparably small to the force that was before it, it's ships sadly outdated. Yet these were supposedly the greatest minds to pilot their respective ships. They had planned their strategy, rehearsed the moves, held many late night, intimate *meetings* to *discuss* the flaws. It was time. The Orz wanted to *dance* then the Orz would see a dance the likes of which they had never witnessed.
The vessels pair off, one Human ship matched to each Syreen. The remaining Human vessels hold back, forming a tight circle, engines warmed and missile tubes ready should they be needed.
As if cued by some unheard music, all paired vessels broke off, advancing into the battle. Despite their superior speed, the Penetrators held back, allowing the Humans to lead the way. The Orz had seen these ships before. They knew they couldn't use the *go* *go* against the human vessels, and the Syreen call could still compel them out of their vessels, despite the extreme differences in their origins. A small contingent from the main Orz force broke off to intercept this new threat.
The opposing fleets were soon within firing distance of the Humans missile weapons. And yet the missiles were not fired. Closer the two armies got. The Orz ships began firing, each shot cleanly picked off by the skilled human gunners before they could do any damage. Suddenly, as one, the human vessels all turned around and began propellng thenselves away from the advancing Orz. The Penetrators thrust forward, made a tail whip about the Cruisers, and thrust back into the protection of the Human guns. As they made their whip, at the point they were closest to the Orz, they used the call. A wave of green marines frantically scrambled to abandon their ships, summoned by the Syreen. They quickly crossed paths with the Cruisers lasers.
The Human and Syreen ships closed their formation tightly, the remaining Orz quickly closing the gap on the slow moving cruisers, occasionally hitting but most shots safely stopped.
Then the wave of missiles hit. The cruisers that had held back had expanded their circle. The Orz, temporarily distracted by the Syreen's call, hadn't noticed them creeping closer until it was too late. Half the Orz vessels exploded. The retreating Human and Syreen turned, once more, in unison, facing down their opponents, and unleashed every weapon they had. Most of the remaining Orz ships were quickly destroyed. The few that remained retreat back to the main force.
The Human and Syreen also retreat. This dance was done, it had served it's purpose, but it would not work again. They needed to prepare for the next dance.
