Nova Prime's feathers split apart into cannons again. One takes aim at Spectrum, and another at Zepar. Another swivels around to aim at Topside, who's fire went almost unnoticed by the Prime. The cannons fire.
Lurch, Thrift, and Grommet fire their weapons in kind, sending a missile, a blast from a gauss cannon, and a volley of corrosive slime at Nova. Shatterpoint and Shockwave ready their cannons as the pilgrims in the room remain indecisive for a moment longer.
Facelift sets Sidewinder down on a table and transforms into his tank mode.
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A series of muffled cracks! and booms! echo from the sky overhead. The clouds above the island suddenly turn a deep shade of orange as a hailstorm of plasma blasts and missiles rains down from the Twenty-sixth Fleet. Throughout the city, various self-appointed leaders shout at their subordinates to take cover, or to open fire as the battle begins.
The enemy ordnance crashes down upon the sea, the beaches, and the cliffs, sending up waves of boiling water, bursts of shattering rock, and plumes of fire. Streams of stone and techno-organic plants tumble down from the tall cliffs, striking Salvation, the spaceport, and the pilgrim's city below. Some of the barrage strikes the Fleetcarrier and the platforms around it, causing more debris to rain down upon the city.
Bludgeon watches the barrage run its course from one of the Armageddon's hangars. He was... disappointed, having hoped that his adversaries would have had something more than whatever sorry excuse for a defense that this was.
Beside the warlord, Banzaitron, his student, points down at the stretch of water between the cliffs. Through the mayhem, Salvation could be seen in her dismantled state, with many of her components now engulfed in flame.
"What's up with that?" he wonders.
"Curious, indeed," Obsidian drawls, hovering behind him. "Though at the moment, it seems to provide us with yet another tactical advantage. If the Salvation's weapons were operational, our enemies would no doubt be making use of them now."
"This is hardly fair," Strika chuckles.