Damocles Gulf----
The once dark, dim Damocles Gulf had become a busy shipping lane.
After the psychic Astronomican tower was established, vast quantities of reinforcements and supplies passed through the Damocles Gulf at every moment, becoming one more weight brought to bear against the T'au Empire.
Although extensive defenses had been deployed to protect the invading army's lifeline, they were still somewhat inadequate for the vast expanse of the Damocles Gulf.
And there, in the void, a T'au Empire fleet appeared without a sound.
Farsight quietly watched the distant fleet bustling like a colony of ants gathering food, lost in thought.
He had lived for a very long time.
Compared with the average forty-year lifespan of most T'au, Farsight's longevity could only be called a miracle.
He was the successor of Qingxi, the greatest commander in the T'au Empire's history, and had also witnessed T'au'va. Many in the T'au Empire did not understand why he had rebelled, but Farsight still remembered Qingxi's words.
"The Ethereals cannot be trusted completely."
Farsight had also witnessed the Ethereals' failings. Over his long years, he had seen many things that could never be spoken of.
Revealing those things could very well cause the T'au Empire to collapse.
"Farsight, we're in position. If you're not attacking, we're going in," came a rough shout through the communications array.
Farsight stirred from his thoughts.
That voice belonged to his ally, his dwarf ally.
Kronos Dakros.
A clan chief of the Kronos Kindred of the Leagues of Votann.
"Dakros, we will attack from the right flank."
"Then we're going straight in. Let's kill these idiots."
With that, the dwarf fleet fired its engines at full power and launched a direct assault, utterly unconcerned that doing so would reveal its position.
Farsight watched the dwarf fleet, his brow furrowing