Spelljammer Docks Battle

Publisher's blurb:

Lights sparkle in the vast Ocean of Stars, falling away beneath the steel dock built into this moon. A blue planet orbits a short sail away, ignorant of the ramshackle ghettos as they burn in flames. Who will remember the dead guards, their bodies scorched and left to rot on the rusted steel walkways?

Rubble litters the streets, while deteriorating sections of the dock have been walled off and only lazily patched. It smells of scorched hair and roasted meat, and wails of utter despair can be heard echoing from farther away.