Scheda di combattimento
Numeri da eve-kill, di tutta la carriera
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Attività
Cosa vola la corporazione, dove combatte, le ultime kill e perdite
I più preziosi
Le kill più costose del periodo
Chi incontra
Chi uccide, da chi viene uccisa e cosa perde
Ultimi 90g
Uccisi
Ucciso da
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Battaglie
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Descrizione
The empire was a gilded cage, A thousand voices, a single stage. We were cogs in a machine of light, until the First Collapse claimed the night.
The stars we knew fell out of view, The many stayed—but the Few broke through.
Now we live where the gates don’t go, In the shifting tides of the chain's dark flow. We don’t own moons or dirt or stone, we own the silence, and we hunt alone.
We are the ghosts on a five-AU sweep, The shadow that wakes while the empires sleep.
The void is a mouth that swallows the weak, A language of violence the Many don't speak. Let them have numbers, their fleets, and their flaunt. Many will kill.
Few Will Hunt.
The stars we knew fell out of view, The many stayed—but the Few broke through.
Now we live where the gates don’t go, In the shifting tides of the chain's dark flow. We don’t own moons or dirt or stone, we own the silence, and we hunt alone.
We are the ghosts on a five-AU sweep, The shadow that wakes while the empires sleep.
The void is a mouth that swallows the weak, A language of violence the Many don't speak. Let them have numbers, their fleets, and their flaunt. Many will kill.
Few Will Hunt.