The Epoch Clan's situation worsened by the day. The super transport ships they used to resettle immigrants had packed the orbit of a star at the very heart of their territory, layer upon dense layer.
Even the planets in that star system had fallen into deep winter from lack of sunlight, forcing it to become the first inner star system used to relocate personnel.
Planets were constantly being dismantled and asteroid belts cleared away, leaving the starfields around the new defensive line empty once more, just as before.
The Zerg, meanwhile, carried out their plans step by step. More than four thousand Star Gates were completed in succession, fresh troops arrived as reinforcements, Wasteland Clan Motherships reached the battlefield, planetary war bugs began production, and more Star Gates entered construction.
"Lord Overlord, Your Majesty, a ship has arrived outside the Royal Court Star System. Someone claiming to be from the Epoch Clan requests an audience," an Intellect reported to Rowan and Sarah through the Swarm Network.
"The Epoch Clan? What are they here for?" Sarah was somewhat puzzled. The two sides were at war, after all, and those Epoch Clan members had long since been restricted. Could they no longer endure it and wanted to coordinate with the Zerg from within?
"You'll know if you go make contact, won't you?"
Back then, because of the stellar shockwave, the Zerg had been forced to leave the Royal Court. They had also taken the Rat-folk Race from the Origin Star System with them along the way. After all, those creatures had been among Rowan's earliest proud creations and had contributed greatly to the Zerg's development.
The new Royal Court was located roughly fifty light-years from the Proxima Star System. Regardless of what its former name or designation had been, it was now