Battle Recap:
Goons land on a structure.
Horde drops battleships, cyno’d in by Falcons doing their best Top Gun impressions.
Goons: “Yeah, nah,” and warp off.

Next structure, same dance - dramatic stares, no punches thrown.
Then... hope!
A real fight brews… until 38 dreadnoughts slam onto grid like opening night at Space Broadway.

Goons, unimpressed, exit stage left - one dread, one second, perfect ratio.

Now deep in hostile space, they play gate-tag with Horde, picking off stragglers while panic-aligning to “anywhere but here.”

Final score?
Goons lose the fight…
…but not before ref’ing everything and coming back later to blow up a station for dessert.

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