Iliatorie actively broadcast her laugh, a sound like a jumping roar, as the chaos rifts opened near her 300 kilometer long warship. The Imperium was attempting to suck a planet sized vessel through a straw.
In any case, Just as soon as those rifts opened, a flash of color, like that of an Aurora, flared across the surface of the ship. Immediatly the demons hiding just behind those rifts recoiled in pain, and perhaps even fear, and the rifts themselves were sealed closed.
Primitive mortal creatures, we mastered the sciences of interdimensional travel and control before you had even grown wings. The Great Greens thoughts echoed even across the void of space into the minds of any unprotected creatures across the local sector.
Immediatly following her inane comment, Her massive vessel began to shift as ports opened across it's surface, and massive stonelike creatures launched from those openings, and began to "swim" through the void of space towards the Imperial ships and the metaloid dragon.
Despite her obvious enthusiasm, Iliatorie was torn in regards to the metal dragon. On the one hand it was clearly a dragon, on the other it was obviously tainted by some strange influence and thus no longer could be considered worthy of the Collective. She felt pity and shame for the creature, it would have to be put down.
To that end, the crystal nodes began charging up again to fire at the dragon, the surface of the ship glowing and shining brightest towards the space dragon.