The Warp-
As warship after warship leaped into the dazzling realm, gunfire once again disturbed its already turbulent depths.
The human fleet pursued relentlessly, hunting the nearby T'au Empire fleet like sharks.
Several Guardian-class carriers bringing up the rear gradually disintegrated under the heavy bombardment, becoming hulks adrift in the Warp.
The flowing blood drew the attention of Daemons, and in an instant, the battle became a three-way melee.
Suddenly, a flash of light swept through, burning countless Daemons to nothing.
Everyone present, T'au and human alike, stared wide-eyed at the figure standing with her spear across the path of the fleets.
T'au'va.
The newborn goddess held her eyes half closed, arms belonging to different species spreading behind her like petals, each hand holding a different object.
|Humans, enough blood has been shed.|
|You have cleared the obstacles from your path. Why must you hunt down these last few embers?|
Bona frowned deeply as he looked at the immense figure towering over them.
Everyone throughout the fleet watched in silence, while the Ministorum Priests loudly denounced this heretical deity.
"We are merely showing a civilization the utmost respect."
|Then we have nothing more to discuss.|
In the blink of an eye, this Warp deity displayed her newborn might.
The objects in her hands began to attack. Her sword became a rain of blades, her mirror blazed with light, and her fan whipped up a gale, engulfing the entire human fleet in an instant.
Even the sturdiest warships were torn apart as easily as paper before a god.
The navy's valiant attacks achieved nothing. They could not even get an accurate lock on her.
Anger rose in Bona's heart.
He was not sure whether he could defeat this deity, but he would not stand by while she slaughtered his warriors at