While the Eldar fleet bombarded the rift and battled the howling demons, I fell into deep ditation, using the Pharos to skim the fabric of space for sothing of use against the remaining Eldar forces.
They still had 10 to 1 superiority in numbers, and millions of years of advanced technology.
And I was nearly out of options.
Then I rembered the threat I threw towards the C'tan, and smiled.
A Greater Demon would be more than sufficient, and much more.
Of course, not summoning one, because I wasn't insane. But if I could find a trapped one sowhere?
It would make an excellent trading gift, right?
And if my mories weren't wrong, that Hell Forge I blasted to bits, it did have a Greater Daemon, trapped in a after all.
"Lower your shields and prepare to be boarded. Resistance is futile!" I send into her mind, and she crashed to her knees in defeat.
"Signus, begin teleporting Blood Angels onto the bridge of the Eldar Battleship. It's ti to accept their surrender." I sent to my loyal enginseer, who wasn't all that amazed at my victory.
I have never lost a single battle, after all.
"Of course, Captain. Took longer than usual." he complained, for no reason at all.
Co on! Asking for a miracle was enough, now you want it fast as well?
"Go on, Rose. The Eldar Farseer awaits." I said with a tiny smile, and bead her on board the Void Stalker, right after the first wave of Blood Angels teleported, from the Hearth of Sotha.
My Canticle and the conveyors had already departed for Forge Retribution, so I began collecting my own Lancefire House starfighters inside the tesseract, from all over the system.
This device had a lot of potential, not just to kidnap enemies, but to recover damaged ships or conduct carrier operations without much risk to the pilots.
I was now ready to take part in the Badab War, and collect more ships and allies for my forces, and even rescue the bunch of idiot Astartes, before they beca traitors.
But first, I did have a dozen Silent Sisters to charm, and convince them to produce babies for humanity.
That might be more difficult than winning against an Eldar armada.
"What do you say, Mighty Zarhulash? Should I accept their surrender?" I asked in a teasing voice.
"Again, you traded at a huge loss, Pef Lancefire. Two empty tesseracts, for another one containing a Greater Daemon? Or do you intend to trap inside the other one?" the C'tan asked in a wary tone.
I just smiled sweetly, in response.
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