The Void Corridor.
It was an ancient, secret place, like a forgotten spine supporting the city above.
The entire Void Corridor was built from countless lengths of milky-white spirit bone, their surfaces flowing with pale-blue energy patterns. They kept Commorragh from falling into the Webway fissures and anchored this port city from the age of the ancient empire, preventing it from plunging into the Warp.
The patterns on every length of milky-white spirit bone were products of long-lost Aeldari Empire technology.
When Alvin and Terrax stepped into the corridor, they could feel the decay and oppressive majesty of that ancient empire permeating the air.
Even Alvin's Psychic Power perception was severely restricted here.
Had that old fox Hernandez chosen this place for their meeting with precisely that in mind?
This place was extremely sensitive to Psychic Power activity, and it lay very close to the Webway fissures below.
The slightest carelessness, or even a trace of leaking psykana power, could have unpredictable consequences.
"Mr. Alvin, please follow me."
Zephlin seemed to have been waiting outside the spirit bone corridor for some time. "Every piece of spirit bone here is an ancient relic built during the age of the Aeldari Empire. They're dangerous, so you'd best not touch them."
As he spoke, he and Alvin had already exchanged a meaningful glance.
Clearly, these negotiations were far more complicated than they appeared, and Alvin had prepared himself for that.
In fact, even he had not expected Hernandez to seek negotiations of his own accord.
Three days earlier, when the coded message carved into spirit bone arrived in the Liberation Zone, every committee member, including Gork, had considered it a trap. But Alvin had overruled their objections and decided to meet Hernandez.
There were two reasons.
First, he had come to Commorragh to