In the vast universe, endless stardust.
Two massive fleets stood at opposite ends, but they weren't confronting each other. Each of these fleets comprised no fewer than two thousand warships, each with its own distinct style, yet all were from High-Level Civilizations, with very different focuses. However, no one would doubt that any one of these fleets, if so inclined, could destroy a Mid-Level Civilization.
In the exact middle of the space separating the two fleets, a pentagram-shaped envoy ship was stationed, its position meticulously at the central point of the line connecting the foremost tips of the leading ships from either side. This was the standard diplomatic protocol for fleet meetings, as if moving even an inch closer to one side would demean one's own dignity.
