A planet gets smacked by a ship, that is just massive. Inside the ship, two psion's are waiting next to a sleep chamber. A primus walks into the room and they both bow. He says "wake up the general. " The chamber lifts up and a massive cabal falls out. The psion's are towered by his legs, he looks at the primus and grabs him like a toy. "Why did you wake me?" His voice echos through out the ship. "Zur'truk, fourth general. The emperor wants you to head to sol, since you are the closet to it." He drops the primus as small machines come out and place armor on his body. He stares at the planets he just shattered. "Another waste of my time? I'll go but i hope this system will pose a challenge to me. Call my second in command." A psion in rich armor walks inside. He is bigger than normal psion's. "Yes my commander" He says with a grunt. "Prepare the fleet for sol and send a transmission to solar system opeb broadcast. Also bring me the information on what that pathetic socut legion has founded out. I want to know everything about them, gather as much information as possible." They leave a solar system of shattered worlds, not even the sun could survive the might of Zur'truk. A screen is pulled up with the knowledge of solar system. He is reading and thinking of tactics. "Sol, this is a message from Zur'truk, fourth general of the imperial empire. I am coming for you all, you have proven yourself worth of my presence. Prepare yourself for Your worlds to be shattered. "