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The Sixty Second Expedition Fleet accelerated through the universe, like hungry wolves lunging at their prey.
Horus stood at the table, tapping his fingers impatiently, his eyes blood-red. The betrayal on the Eisenstein and their yielded location was an unexpected boon to Horus. After all, he had been genuinely worried—if the other party had resolved to play hide and seek in the Istvan Star System, things could have become much more troublesome.
"How much longer!"
"Reporting, my lord, ten minutes until we engage the enemy."
"Prepare for battle. Let the World Eater spearhead the assault. We must completely destroy this damned fleet."
With his order, the fleet began to change formation and then accelerated once more.
However, just at that moment......…
"Attack detected!"