Navarch Ability Cooldown 30 Seconds [upd] Site

The enemy was already firing. Their first salvo hung in the void, a hundred streaks of tungsten and plasma.

On the bridge of the Oblivion’s Wake , First Officer Darrow watched the timer on his neural display bleed downward.

Thirty seconds.

And thirty seconds later, when the silence returned, Darrow would reset the timer and wait—praying the next thirty seconds didn’t ask for more than they had to give.

“Incoming,” tactical whispered. “Twelve signatures. Fast movers.” navarch ability cooldown 30 seconds

Kel’s jaw tightened. He saw her fingers twitch. She wanted to act. The ability was there , simmering just beneath her skin, crackling along the alloy. But the cooldown was a wall. A promise written in her own neural architecture: You are powerful, but you are not infinite.

Kel raised one hand. Not to block. To erase . The enemy was already firing

The Navarch’s ability—the one that could rewrite local gravity, that could thread a fleet through a pulsar’s heartbeat or collapse an enemy dreadnought into a ball of scrap the size of a fist—had just fired. The enemy’s vanguard was gone. Vaporized. But now came the wait.