OOOOO-WUUUUU!
Twenty hundred-mile-long Sanitation Void Whales, all dressed in bright reflective orange vests with spinning yellow beacons on their heads, backed up to the fifty-mile ball of tangled Iron-Wing destroyers and snapped their heavy magnetic tow-harnesses onto the outer spikes.
“Sanitation Express Line, full speed back to Workshop #31!” Pei Xuan called out from the bridge of Flagship #1.
With a synchronized flick of twenty mountain-sized tails, the Void Whales dove straight into the golden Star-Train wormhole tunnel, dragging the entire fifty-mile ball of three thousand spiked warships behind them like a giant iron tumbleweed!
Inside the spinning scrap ball, Vanguard Commander One-Ear Xiong and his three hundred thousand space-marines tumbled head over heels as the wormhole lights flashed past their cracked portholes.
“Where are those giant orange fish dragging us?!” One-Ear Xiong roared, clinging to his bent steering wheel for dear life. “Are they going to swallow us whole?!”
“Worse, Commander!” his first mate cried out, pointing out the viewport as the scrap ball burst out of the wormhole into the blinding white light of System #31. “Look ahead! They’re dragging us straight toward that planet-sized hammer sitting on top of the White Dwarf Star!”
Before One-Ear Xiong could even try to pry open his jammed escape hatch, the twenty Void Whales swung their tails in a wide arc and hauled the fifty-mile ball of warships right up to a colossal steel funnel suspended above the Solar Melting & Purification Vat of the White Dwarf Shipyard.
