As the huge Void dockyards slowly opened, the anchoring points holding ships steady detached one after another. Then, propulsion streams shone as innumerable vessels shone, turning and shifting vectors in the spherical Void harbor.
A storm of energy that swept away all man tide billowed, with dull beehive outlines absorbing every hint of external light within every dockyard inside the fortress harbor. Thousands of ships began to assume a tidy formation, and as their various marshals issued orders, darted away just like a hive of bees on the attack.
Allowing the unknown fleet to build a portal was equivalent to abandoning all initiative, their very own sovereignty as a nation, all honor and courage.
To not react at all when they acted so bold, the Eldar authorities may as well end their own lives in the name of the queen.
Most of the Eldar forces were gathered here as per a predetermined plan, and hence advanced towards their objective.
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