Even when the Toranks attempted to exert their dominance by locking down local space, the step crumbled against Hye's advance. There was nothing, literally nothing, that could halt his momentum at this stage of the game.
The Toranks leading this grand expedition were acutely, painfully aware of that reality. They watched their feeds in a state of grim realisation; their blockade was being treated like nothing rather than a barrier.
Yet, even as Hye proved himself an unstoppable force, carving through their divisions without meeting any meaningful resistance, the enemy high command refused to pull back.
They couldn't afford to stop the assault. There was a trophy far greater than a few lost legions awaiting them at the end of this slaughter. Their ultimate gambit, the God Weapon, was drawing closer to this world with every passing hour.
