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four-hour timeskip from previous chapter.
Traexi POV
Me and my Necron Warriors were in Gancaster's bridge, with gancaster. Rith'Volir, and Xeytan 'Jar Wattinree
Necron1: Ma'am, we have found him. He seems to have gained full control over the local hive-fleet.
Traexi: Well that's a surprise, I thought he would've tried fighting them all first. knowing him, he probably did, before realizing there were too many, at least . . .
Necron1: Ma'am?
I turn to Gancaster.
Traexi: Set a course for Ursus, we're going to help our Emperor.
Gancaster nods, and walks away with the Necron Warrior. Imperial Lord-high Admirals Rith'Volir and Xeytan 'Jar Wattinree look weary. Wattinree feels it is his fault that the Emperor was caught in the first place, and Rith'Volir was worried for his friend, and his friend's friend (Annie), but was filled in on Y/n now controlling the Hive-fleet Jormungundr. From what we know, it is unusually large for even a central hive-fleet, and has an extremely excessive amount of Synaptic-nodes such as Hive-Tyrant and Dominatrix level bioforms or some of the lesser Synaptic-Nodes. One notable trait this fleet possesses is that it apparently has several Swarm-lords, something thought to have been impossible. It also seems to be specialized in fighting supernatural entities, from the predominance of blackstone in their bioforms. This makes it extreme overkill for dealing with non-supernatural entities, like *non-Imperials or animals
*(Imperials are considered supernatural to the extreme, as our adaptation to warlike conditions was influenced by several Primordials and other gods, and us being one of the only races to have psykers, the others being the Aeldari, Tyrranids, and some hypothesized non-imperial races yet to be discovered).
Xeytan looked to be contemplating something . . . and then he left the bridge. I already know what he's going to do, and Rith'Volir Nods at me and follows him . . .
Traexi: *Sigh* This is going to be a long war if Y/n keeps not listening to us . . .
1 hour timeskip
Y/n's POV
I am currently on one of the Central Hive-Ship's brid-wait, can it even be called a bridge? Ayways, it was the throne room from earlier, and I'm sitting here listening to one of the Swarm lord's from earlier, who I now know actually has a name, but everyone just calls him Primus, since he was the first in the hive-fleet.
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(Primus)
Tester Beta is currently sleeping next to me, because this throne is unnecessarily huge. When I get taller than my brother Vulkan I should be able to fit in it comfortably though. I feel bad, she's probably exhausted. I also figured out how to use my powers despite the Blackstone, thanks to Primus teaching me how to bypass supernatural barriers, including magic barriers. Tzeench, in my head, also taught me some spells in the past 5 hours, since I was bored. to say that they're useful is an understatement, one of them also helped Tester fall asleep, since she was still filled with adrenaline from earlier. I look at her, just laying on the cold, gold-lined blackstone throne.
