Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
One human warship after another tore out of the void, the sound of their engines rolling into a tidal wave as steel roared.
The outer armor of the Gloriana-class flagship reflected the light of the star, and the dark muzzles of its main battery arrays gleamed with cold radiance.
Cruiser groups spread out in formation, their gray-silver hulls standing like a forest, while frigates wove among them like swarms of bees.
And still more fleets were arriving—
From the distant Solar System, from Ultramar's Five Hundred Worlds, Baal, Chogoris, from the Charadon industrial region, Cadia, Calixis, Voss, and more, they gathered here from one region of the Imperium after another.
Within humanity's shared command channel, roars crackled and countless voices rang out.
"The Cadian fleet has arrived in full!"
"The Gloriana-class flagship Pride of Cadia leads the fleet, accompanied by 13 Retribution-class battleships, 88 Gothic-class cruisers, and over a thousand frigate formations. Fleet status stable, all naval guns fully charged, ready to sortie at any time!"
The Cadian fleet commander's voice was hoarse yet sonorous, as if venting some emotion. "We bear the honor of Cadia and shoulder the destiny of opposing the enemies of the Imperium. Our bodies are the Savior's shield. Heretics, xenos, and traitors alike shall be reduced to dust beneath our main guns!"
"In the name of the Savior, the Emperor of Mankind, we Cadians will hold the line to the death and never fall!"
Now Cadia had been restored, and the Cadians once again possessed their homeworld and even more civilized worlds.
They did not wish to see any human world fall again. They would give everything to fight for the Savior and defend humanity's home.
"Voss First Fleet reporting!"
The Voss fleet commander's voice was like a heavy hammer striking steel.