Weeks passed and there was still no sign of Tomothy being brought back to his home world. Instead the ship had been tracking a Tyranid hive ship that had pared off from the rest of the fleet.. At times, the ships were so close you could see the green reptilian skin for it was biological in nature and unlike anything in the Imperial fleet.

And yet neither ship fired on the other. The hive ship dwarfed the one they were in and it was the will of the Emperor not to antagonize it.

It soon became obvious what planet it was sent to attack or feed on, depending on your perspective – Iridion 5. A mining planet that was only just habitable with barely breathable air. The world’s population of fifty million was small and at first, it wouldn’t appear to be able to put up much resistance.

Nevertheless Timothy knew he couldn’t just watch a human world being consumed from afar. He was a warrior asked for a further meeting with the ambassador who had been largely ignoring him since the last one.

“What ddoo you want commander? What is sso important?”

“Let me fight on Iridion 5.”

“You want to die commander? Surely, a waste”

“I cannot just sit back in my wheelchair. Put me in the fight. I’ll either die or learn more for the Emperor. And more knowledge of this enemy is what you really want.”

“As you wish.”