The entire galaxy lay under the shadow cast by the human fleets.
They moved forward in silence, covering more and more regions beneath the T'au's fear.
To the T'au of Farsight Homeworld, it was the shadow of death.
At any moment, they could be crushed to nothing by The Savior's armies, by humanity, with no possibility of resistance.
Farsight Homeworld.
The planet had already been covered by shadow and plunged into night. Everywhere, the cries and sobs of T'au could be heard.
"No!"
"The humans are here! They're here!"
"We're all going to die! Even this world won't exist anymore!"
"Surrender! We T'au are willing to surrender to the great Savior and return to the Greater Good!"
In some areas of unrest, flames had even begun to rise, painting a picture of the end of days.
Yet to the T'au's surprise, the human fleet showed no sign of attacking, nor any interest in the glaringly exposed Farsight Homeworld.
A torrent of steel warships swept past the vicinity of Farsight Homeworld, as if they had not seen the planet at all.
"Could it be that the Ethereals' negotiations succeeded, and The Savior is willing to spare the T'au people of this world?"
A sliver of hope rose in Shadowsun.
Based on the intelligence gathered over the years, she knew The Savior was not a brutal, lawless ruler, and had even less fondness for things like genocide.
That being liked conquest and transformation, absorbing believers, and thereby ruling one world after another.
"The Savior hasn't spared this world—he's ignored it!" Commander Farsight was almost roaring.
He clenched his fists, his eyes splitting with rage, his heart aching beyond measure.
Compared with The Savior defeating or destroying Farsight Homeworld, this kind of disregard was a deeper form of contempt.
The resistance force he