[B] Real Space, Sol [/b]
The first of the Chaos forces to arrive were the NightLords. The 30 blue and black ships pocketed the outskirts of the system. The Nightfall, flagship of the fleet moved toward the defenders in system.

The communications cultist keyed the vox for his master. 

"Greetings defenders of the universe." Finch said mockingly on an open channel. 

"The Nightlords, have come to your aid. Be glad the God's favor this systems and this universe."

[B] Warp Space, Sol [/b]
The entities converged within the warp as the storm begin to brew. The bloodshed grew near enough that many of them could taste it.

[B] Real Space, Sol [/b]
A small orb of what appeared to be liquid space formed, smaller then an adult man it writhed and swirled inside itself. Phasing in and out of real space. Any scanner that picked it up would think it some sort of fault in the machinery.