Ko'tol was ready in his XV8 batlesuit.
"Ko'tol you might want to look at this..."
The displays in his suit lighted up with a scene of a volcanic eruption, but that was the battlefield!
"See this island, here? That's where most of the forces remain. This thunderhawk wreckage apparently holds the piece we want. Take the area near it, so we can bring in salvage craft."
"OK sir, I won't fail you."
Ko'tol knew that he couldn't, the gue'la fleets would soon finish blasting each other and attack the single Tau cruiser. Unless the warp drives were fixed they were all dead.
Ko'tol boarded the Orca, seeing others of it's kind and barracudas streaming into the atmosphere, blasting through the unprepared extraction ships forced into combat with them. Ko'tol began to give orders, hammerheads and suit teams deployed from low atmospheric regions would swoop down, and secure just enough land to allow the kroot and fire warriors, supported by broadsides, to land and secure a defensive position round the craft.
However it was unlikely to be that easy, foes probably already held the thunderhawk, injured crew and passengers, rescue parties, other scavengers. If they took too long to secure the lava could swallow up the area.
Ko'tol felt the craft touch down, and received word a new application for peace with the Eldar had been sent.
"Diplomacy with the Eldar is still ongoing. Don't hurt any." he said, knowing that the hammerhead and battlesuit shas'uis and shas'vres would have carried out the earlier order of peace during their attack.