Ahbazon Burns

Ahbazon Burns by Jita FM The cyno flared across the night, Ahbazon lit in crimson light. Jump freighters fled, the fleets aligned, No turning back, no peace to find. Anchor up, broadcasts fly, Missiles paint the blood-red sky. Every pilot knows the cost, One mistake—and all is lost. Lock the target. Hold the line. Overheat for one more time. Voices calling through the storm... Ahbazon burns! Steel and fire, worlds collide. Thousands fighting side by side. Titans watch while capitals fall, Tonight we'll answer freedom's call. Ahbazon burns! Lasers carve the endless night. Every wreck…