In the dark abyss of space, 6 vessels of the Reactionless Drive fleet were cruising at a high speed, away from the Glassian planet in a panic.
Many vessels were a few kilometers behind them. Approximately ten thousand regular airships were intercepted by a myriad of space fighter jets. Every vessel was fighting for itself, running in every direction. Every couple of minutes, some of them would blow up, decorating the space around them with a bright light from the explosion.
There were flashes of light in every direction and countless Glassian casualties floated throughout the entire star system.
There's a saying, "A fall into the pit, a gain in your wit."