Battle of Kamas

The void of the Kamas Sector lay silent as ice, and distant starlight could not pierce the profound darkness of this region.

Yet this dead stillness did not last long.

Reality warped and tore at the edge of the star system, while foul energy fluctuations flickered like festering wounds.

A vast, chaotic fleet slowly emerged from the Warp and entered realspace.

The fleet of the Ten Thousand Eyes warband presented a blasphemous, grotesque visage. It was not a uniform torrent of steel like the Imperial Navy, but a bizarre assemblage of ships deeply corrupted by Chaos.

Unidentified organic matter writhed across the armored hulls of battleships, cruiser turrets had been twisted into indescribable forms, and countless small raider vessels prowled around the capital ships like bloodthirsty predators.

Countless symbols of watching eyes had been painted or carved in prominent places on every vessel. These unsettling markings flickered in and out of view against the dark outlines of the ships.

Ever-changing Chaos runes covered their surfaces. Energy readings showed extreme disorder and instability, radiating an intense aura of malice and decay.

Inside the command center of the Crimson Crescent Chapter's fortress-monastery, an enormous tactical star map updated in real time with data relayed from orbital monitoring stations and reconnaissance vessels.

Red points representing the enemy fleet spread across the star map at astonishing speed, swiftly occupying one corner of it.

The number and density of those points continued to rise, and the fleet's scale clearly exceeded even the most conservative prior intelligence estimates.

Tech-Priests busied themselves before their consoles, mechanical tendrils darting across control panels as Low Gothic confirmations mingled with binary hymns.

On the star map, the edge of the red region continued to expand outward, spreading rapidly like ink dropped into clear water.

"They're here." Inquisitor Chen Xi stood