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TalOS hated the Warp.
That was something he held close to his heart with every inch the Mechanicum covered in this dreadful dimension. Especially now the tides of the Warp have started to become tenuous and occasionally the ship they were upon would take an impact. These did not stray them off their course but the Primarch felt they were trying to damndest to do just that.
+With our retreat,+ TalOS began to speak the the bridge crew, +The Xenos will likely start to give chase. There is a high likelyhood that the Xenos have also laid a trap for us when we arrive at 3-87-3. If we can get contact, order all ships to prepare for combat the moment we enter the system.+
+Understood Arch Dominus.+ An Adept called out before going back to their duties.
+Arch Dominus!+ A Magos called out as he sent TalOS a series of graphs and data sheets through a direct link, +The Datasmiths have finished the comprehension of the fleet’s data and have realized the concentration of Psychic power was not the planet but the asteroid belt.+
+So my hypothesis is confirmed?+
+There is a 87% chance of that my Lord.+ The Magos answered as he arrived before the command throne, +Shall we parcle this data so that all know what we avoided?+
+We shall, there is no reason to keep the higher functions away from the Magos of their respective ships.+ TalOS declared with a certainty, +It shall also sure up my new hypothesis. While I surely picked a random destination, the Xenos have proven that they are somehow predicting such random chance at least once.+
+I understand Arch Dominus! I shall distribute the data in the communication parcle.+
As those words were finished TalOS noticed the first package of information being sent into the Warp. Thanks to Noosphere technology they were able to send said messages into the warp, as sending messages through was the basis of said tech. If it arrived at the desired target though was definitely up to the Machine God’s power against the Warp’s Denizens.
TalOS felt the weapons began to warm and prepare themselves. The power coursing through the circuits of the Onus Porbandi letting the Primarch know that they were ready. The time to fight was now.
