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| Hive fleet Haephestus' Swarmlord |
Hive fleet Haephestus was desperate. World after world on its search for biomatter was nothing but bare rock. It's resources were dwindling. Desperation had caused it to attempt the use of metals and minerals in the makeup of it's brood in place of biomatter with varying degrees of success. It limped along through the cold reaches of space. The hive mind screamed out in hunger. Then, by chance it finally happened upon a system teeming with life.
Blind with the desire to feed it sped forward. Probing further into the system revealed that there were already armed forces in the area. A threat to the continuing survival of the Fleet and a possible barrier between it and the nutrition it so desperately needed.
The future of the Hive Mind hung in the balance and it had no choice but to act. A calculated risk, the fleet used a sizeable amount of it's purest remaining biomatter. This fight would not be won by strength, there were insufficient resources to overpower the enemy as was the usual tactic. Cunning was needed, intelligence would be what would win this war.
The fleet employed it's final gambit. One that would end in victory or the utter destruction of the entire brood.
The pinnacle of Tyranid battlefield leadership.
A Swarmlord.
(from Aidan, aka Cunningstunt)
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