(o°ω°o) It's a fight! It's a fight!
That was right!
Because of a certain Banshee pilot's misjudgment, the two sides that had been facing off really did start fighting—and not just a little. They attacked and slaughtered each other, blasting away without stopping until one side was dead.
However, the order to attack hadn't come from that troublesome little girl. It had come from some unknown frontline commander.
Perhaps the commander of that frontline unit was a local from Canopy Star and didn't know much about the situation there—or about the Supreme Commander?
Perhaps he was simply too worried that something might happen to that troublesome little girl in his jurisdiction, and had panicked at the thought of being held responsible by his superiors?
Or perhaps...
He was just plain unhappy with the Great Crusade fleet of the Imperium of Man and its Astartes Space Marines, who had landed on Canopy Star without permission, were tall and imposing, claimed to come from Terra and insisted they had sovereignty over Canopy Star, and—despite having done nothing—now wanted to steal the fruits of someone else's labor?
In short!
Whatever the reason, when the frontline commander received the footage from the Banshee on reconnaissance and its urgent request for permission to open fire, he immediately ordered the aircraft to attack when the opportunity arose and rescue their trapped Supreme Commander Annie at all costs!
And so!
With authorization and orders from her superiors, the stealthy Banshee naturally waited for the right moment, then swooped down and fired everything it had. Its air-to-ground warheads carried high explosives and embedded Plasteel, while its recoilless rockets could destroy the heaviest known new-alloy armor, as well as the hides of Warp Daemons and Chaos energy shields. The Banshee unleashed them all at the Astartes Space Marines, aiming