The Empire, which has been oppressed by the Federation for the past few years, resembled a pack of hyenas driven to the edge of a cliff, baring their vicious and resolute fangs.
A sudden pounce and tear turned the hunters, whose ammunition was exhausted, into the very predicament the hyenas were just in, as the roles of offense and defense reversed.
This feeling is not unfamiliar to the Federation.
Before the Little Ivan, deployed into Scarred Gorge, released a blaze as dazzling as the sun, the Federation had been in a state of passive defense against the Empire.
However, familiar feelings shouldn't be something people reacquaint themselves with, nor are they willing to accept them.
"We must win this battle, no matter the cost."
After Ivanoich made a decision regarding the Empire's forces in the Second Theater, he began to exert his role as the Commander-in-Chief.
