At Iax's prompting, Guilliman personally gave the order to attack. His voice brought the captains of every warship back to the battle.
The captains' shouts filled every ship.
Once the commissars came to their senses, they brandished their whips and began berating every mortal who was still standing in a daze.
The menials returned to their frantic work, the priests controlled the servitors and shipboard equipment, and the mortal soldiers suppressed their excitement.
Whether they served in the Astra Militarum or the Imperial Navy, these commissars trained at the Schola Progenium were equally strict and ruthless.
Anyone who wanted to avoid Decimation had best get straight back to fighting.
After falling silent for a volley, the fleet's guns once again lit up everything around them against the black backdrop of space.
The eerie blue plasma had vanished completely, and the glowing crimson flower of steel was torn apart as the Ark of Omen advanced.
Though it had suffered a heavy blow, it was ultimately unlike a Planet.
Even the wreckage of ships was far tougher than the surface of an ordinary Planet.
The Atmospheric Incineration Torpedo essentially worked by igniting the combustible components in a Planet's atmosphere, engulfing the entire world in flames. Even with Iax's modifications, it still lacked the power to destroy this enormous Giant Ship.
The one advantage, however, was that the Ark of Omen could now only take a beating.
Molten metal covered its hull, blocking every weapon that might have fired. The searing heat occasionally detonated ammunition left in the shipwrecks, while all the Void Shield Generators installed around the hull had melted away.
Unimpeded, dense volleys of Lance fire and high-explosive Bolter shells from the Macro-cannon arrays swiftly exploded in the deeply caved-in centre of the Ark of Omen's hull.
Warp power began surging