Fenrir's Fangs

The Grand Templar watched at his assailants without any sign of emotion. With a click of fingers, he sent one into a different dimension, just like he did with the drop pods, then shifted away from the dangers coming from the two other sides. He opened a dark void portal inside the corridor, which sucked the other two into their oblivion. The remaining cybord could be used for studying. With some more twists of the fingers, the Grand Templar made him harmless, deactivating his core, then shifting him into the stasis chambers, where he could be of no harm.

The Shadow of Intent was begining to get swarmed at every inch. It was obvious, that the infestation was too big to hold. The ship was lost...

Gathering all templars and remaining survivors, the Behemoth and the Grand Templar had decided on one final act for the ship: it will ram the station.

After teleporting all survivors to the closest warship, the Shadow of Intent was guided with rituals towards the station, with rage demons pushing it in the back, forcing the thing to go faster.

With it's incredibly high armor, it will have no problems reaching the station, setting off it's payload of EMP and Nuclear bombs.

Wolf had already weakened the station's shields. It's lost. The shield will soon be destroyed.