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Getting no response from the second ship, Elish sent out the command to the technicians to activate the weapon. The secret of Mezzadrate and conceived by her sibling and herself. They were twins, but the weapon was the shield of Mezzadrate, the cloak, the Generators could be modified to unleash targetted vibrations so powerful they tore apart any inorganic or organic matter. The frequency exceeding what a person could handle. Essentially sound was ripping it to pieces. And Elish had given them a warning, they had not listened or even addressed her. The 6th Order would soon see what Mezzadrate was capable of.

Generators spun up a pervasive hum in the underlayer as capacitors charged. Crescendo peaks as coolant systems sprung to life supporting loaded wires and transducers. What little dust lay upon vast networks of conduits between racks tore free. Vibrations dense enough to cavitate light from sheer vacuum poured into them. The stars balanced by careful minds scream at reality from heavy and strong emitters. Vibrations lens that starful light targeted toward the mystery fleet in fleeting sparks.

The invisible wave completely avoided the other ship but lasted mere seconds. Constant construction and deconstruction of vacuum stars emitted vibrations of its own. The pounding shed motes of armor in that first instant like the wave of dust the conduits shrugged off. In the next moment the whole of the metal surface roiled as a violent storm hurling rocks at a still pond. In the peak's moment swelling over target it fractures the whole along every seam. An earthquake in reality that left no two bolts together much less the grains of metal that composed it.

Fleeing bodies seeking shelter found none. Not even escape pods spared as the frequency tore apart anything within range. Skin threw free each cell like the ship's armor they labored under. Blood boiled out of them unable to contain itself. Soon even the blood fell to its components. Each cavitation star a tiny supernova scattering metal and steel alike.

If could be sound among such a destroying wave it would be clanging and clashing of metal as parts lost hold of one another. Containers of many things rent entirely by the vibrations which buckled and crippled each bolt in the core of the ship. Each peal of transient stars crushing or completely disincorporating what remained of the second ship. Nothing of them or their inhabitants were spared.

Once finished and the scans showed nothing there she sent patch through to the second ship, "As stated we are well prepared for anything. If you promise to respect our Sovereignty and bring no one but a small detachment of soldiers to protect your Ambassador you can land in our spaceport. If you try anything, be warned we have means to show you what we are capable of and what you witnessed is merely one." pausing she checked the monitor, "I shall inform our King guests should be expected and you have permission to land. Welcome to Mezzadrate and please don't be alarmed by our actions today. You shall learn when you come down why we are so aggressive. Also apologies for your airmen. Sadly to keep this place secret we must keep the cloak on." closing the intercom she immediately prepared an urgent message to send through the service tubes for the King.