"Old general, what are you talking about?" Evan remained perfectly composed, even finding time to wonder whether any of his own people were watching.
"Old general, the technology has been in your territory all along. Have you forgotten? The Jiediem system, right beside Obyron's domain."
Then Evan slowly explained that this anti-psyker field came from extracts taken from T'au brains, which produced a weak anti-psyker effect when concentrated.
"I assure you, General Zahadrek, the creatures I keep on that world under your domain are precisely the ones I just described. There may be scattered T'au wandering the stars, but I swear on my life that ours is the colony with the largest, densest T'au population. If you don't believe me, you can ask that fleet."
A certain Necron fleet assigned to monitor the Crimson Tide was still fighting the Oruscar Dynasty's ships, and both sides had sent reinforcements.
Zahadrek grew furious.
In the old general's eyes, Evan was a Necrontyr, and those T'au were merely frail Necrontyr. "Have you forgotten your origins? You're actually murdering..."
"No, old general!" Evan declared loudly. "They are no longer Necrontyr. They've been corrupted! A group of xenos... war beasts dedicated to destroying them used vicious invasive technology to corrupt their genes. Many of the T'au tribes there are no longer Necrontyr!"
Genestealers: ??? Weren't you the one who dumped us there?
Evan spoke with absolute conviction, thumping his chest as he swore that he had supplied those "frail Necrontyr" with vast quantities of weapons, but the war was not over yet.
"Yes, they are under my rule, but I will not send troops. True dignity must be won through your own battles! Just as I did back then, I will send no soldiers to help them. But! As long as even one warrior down