One Second Late Warp

One Second Late Warp by Jita FM In the nullsec twilight, our fleet was standing tall, Cyclones all aligned, awaiting the fateful call. Allies on the horizon, enemies in sight, The first sparks of battle turning day into night. We warped into the chaos, guns began to roar, Wrecks exploding, pods ejecting, echoes of war. A Fortizar behind us, our bastion in the fray, In the swirling nullsec void, we dove into the fray. One second late, the warp line’s drawn, Between victory’s flash and the break of dawn. In that fleeting moment, our fate was sealed, The cost of delay on the battlefield. We…