From publisher blurb:
The void is not silent. It howls with the whisper of forgotten things, with the hunger of machines that once served and now seek dominion. The Threnody Warfleet emerges from the dark like an omen, its armada of dreadnoughts vast and unrelenting, its pilots no longer men but something more—something less. Cybernetic revenants, their flesh discarded, their minds chained to cold calculation, they strike without hesitation, without mercy. Against them, the Void Fangs stand alone—an elite strike corps of fighter aces, bound not by duty, but by defiance. You are one of them. A pilot trained in the dance of death, where thrusters burn like dying stars and missiles carve epitaphs in the black. Your mission is simple in command, impossible in execution: destroy the fleet before it engulfs the last free systems.