The Eve of the Great Battle
Today, the orbit around Canopy Star had begun to grow crowded. The few ships from the Terra Empire's vanguard that had been locked in a prolonged struggle with the planet's defensive fleet only days earlier had been forced to flee early.
That was because, with the shadow of the coming war looming over them, the order to evacuate personnel from Canopy Star's main base—the Mine Base—had finally been issued. At the same time, dozens of warships, including the flagship Noxus, had arrived in orbit, so the Terran ships had no choice but to run.
As those ships fled ahead of time, there were also reports that Abaddon and his troops, who had been locked in a bloody battle with the Orks on the surface and had already worked themselves into a frenzy, had retreated into the fortress they had occupied and fortified over the past several days. It seemed they were mentally prepared for the worst: an orbital strike from Canopy Star's fleet at any moment.
Unexpectedly, however, the dozens of battlecruisers around Canopy Star, including the flagship Noxus, showed no intention of going after them or opening fire.
The warships simply hung motionless in orbit, their vast silhouettes blotting out the sky in a truly spectacular sight!
But aside from busily covering and overseeing the evacuation, they did nothing else. They didn't even seem inclined to launch orbital strikes against the occupied zones and gathering points where the Warp Daemons had taken over, which might have eased the pressure on some of the frontline garrison regiments.
In short!
That was how things stood. All day long, the skies above Canopy Star were no longer as calm and vast as they had once been. Instead, they were filled with the flight paths of transport