The Dark Side Expedition had been raging for a full thirteen years, and Jonson had been Warmaster of the Imperium for just as long. But now, Jonson was beginning to think that the position wasn't as easy as it seemed.
As the eldest of all the Legions, the First Legion possessed two Gloriana-class Battleships. One was its flagship, the Invincible Truth; the other was the Oath of Truth, which had only recently been repaired.
The Invincible Truth was on the front lines, wiping out Xenos. To coordinate the various forces, the Oath of Truth had become Jonson's command ship. Even Jeanne, the second princess of Blackwatch, had been sent there to serve as an information-processing node.
As the prototype Angel of Bliss that Hogg had poured everything into creating, Jeanne was nothing like Goliath, the eldest princess—a hotheaded brute. Jeanne was a natural commander. Though she wasn't as strong as Goliath, her brains left her foolish big sister in the dust.
Since Blackwatch controlled logistics, Hogg had sought out Jonson before the Expeditionary Fleet set off, asking his good uncle to take his two nieces to the front lines for some experience and help the Dark Side Expedition go more smoothly.
The Blacklight Swarm and the Angel of Bliss weren't mere showpieces. On the contrary, once the two forces worked together, they were far more effective than the sum of their parts.
With the Swarm's help, the Expeditionary Fleet had avoided enormous casualties. Even the toughest enemies were devoured by the Swarm descending from the skies. The two rising stars of the Imperium grew more and more famous, but Jonson's pressure grew right along with their reputations.
"Hey, old geezer! The Swarm's captured another star system. Hurry up and send someone to take it over! Big Sis and I are