"Right!" Asmaria says, directing Raye in front of the Tumbleweed and firing at the Metan fighters. "Raye, activate the Energy Blade!" Asmaria said. "Right. Energy blade ready for combat, Asmaria." Raye said as her Particle Cannon shifted back into her arm and a long metal rod slid out. An energy field activated around the rod, and Raye swung the newly-formed blade through the space in front of her. The joysticks in front of Asmaria and the chair she was sitting in retreated into the cockpit around her as Asmaria stood. A long rod shot out of the wall, and Asmaria caught it in her hand. "Motion detection sensors activated, Asmaria. Now going into melee combat mode. Style duplication is online. Begin melee combat when ready." Raye said. "Right!" Asmaria said as holoscreens surrounded her and target designators appeared over the Metan fighters. Asmaria swung the rod around her with skill and grace, and Raye's movements mimicked hers, slicing through the fighters around her. Asmaria rushed forward, and Raye's boosters activated in response. Asmaria and Raye spun around, swinging their weapons and disabling many more of the fighters.

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"Sir, we seem to be losing our fighters too quickly! I suggest a retreat until we can contact another Destroyer!" the Captain of the Tyren said. Darnket glared at him. He prepared to think of an argument about the shame a retreat would bring upon the Metan Space Forces, then began to think about the disgrace it would bring to the MSF if they continued fighting and lost to the same species they had bragged about destroying. "Right. Give the order to retreat." Darnket said.

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Asmaria looked for her next target, but it seemed that all the fighters were retreating. "Is it over? Did we win already?" Asmaria asked herself. Just then, a Metan's face filled her holoscreens. "Greetings, humans. You may have won the battle, but the war has just begun. Mark my words, Orin will suffer the same fate as Earth, and both the Orinians and the remainder of the human race will cease to be. Until next time, humans, fare thee well. After all, we wouldn't want to be robbed of the opportunity to destroy you." the Metan said.