A massive wormhole formed in the outer reaches of the system, as the entirety of the 800th Armada transited through it. Hundreds of various ships, ranging from minuscule, strike craft-sized drones to the massive hulls of ancient dreadnoughts, made their way through the Egress in short order, with discipline one would see at a military parade. Soon after, a large shuttle would be detected leaving the vicinity of one of the super-capitals located towards the central area of the fleet and making its way towards the Ark Royal, even as the remaining five Warminds entered the system, their IFF Signals matching the esoteric naming styles of Arkeyanan warships.
GLADIAN|SHUTTLE|STEEL COFFIN
"This is Gladian Shuttle "Steel Coffin", requesting permission to board ICN "Ark Royal" for discussion of strategy."
Aboard the shuttle, Warmaster Lutherus sat across from Trez'nav, the holographic AI "organizing" files into a briefcase, silently humming some song from an obscure corner of the Federation. The two guards he elected to be sent with him, Krassus and V'tan, Stood silently at the far end of the shuttle's passenger compartment, donning Centurions while chainguns were held in a relaxed position, hardpoints barren of anything worthwhile. Lutherus himself was wearing diplomatic garb-an imposing, regal outfit accented by an armored chest plate and gauntlets. A ceremonial Talyk-Varka, a massive sword, was sheathed across his back, only adding to his intimidating aura. Feeling the subtle vibrations of the Steel Coffin's Gravitic Drive below him, the Warmaster mentally prepared himself for the coming meeting.