A LARGE Fallen Rogues fleet warps into the sector, but their formation seemed scrambled. A very large ship could be seen sonewhere in the huddled mass of ships - it had similar capabilities of a Coreship but... more terrifying.
"I AM ALPHA-ALPHA OF THE FALLEN-- WHAT THE HELL ARE THOSE READINGS I AM GETTING?"
Alpha-Alpha notices the imperium ships and the fabric of reality falling apart.
"OH. OH HELL NO. ALL FORCES, OUR JOB WAS PRACTICALLY DONE FOR US - LET'S GET OUT OF HERE /QUICKLY/!"
They had a bit of trouble trying to find non-warp infested spaces to open rifts in, but Alpha-Alpha and his fleet managed to get out.