"So, what exactly is that thing?" Eleanor Bonaparte turned to ask her comrades.
"I stand by my opinion. It's alive, and more like a giant cybernetic organism." Ina Shilika took her eyes off the image on the screen. "But cybernetic organisms can indeed produce powerful psionic reactions. This is no ordinary cybernetic organism. We'll have to hit it hard."
As she spoke, she reluctantly looked away from the screen. Two uncontrolled trails of murky tears immediately ran from the corners of her eyes. Her eyes were already bloodshot, and next to her red irises, it was clear this wasn't just eyestrain. Viral conjunctivitis couldn't have been much worse.
Everyone found it horrifying. They, too, had hacked into the Empire's surveillance system to watch the steel monster in all its terrible glory. At most, they'd found it grotesque and sanity-draining, but nobody else had nearly fainted from a single look, the way Miss Ina had.
Naturally, they didn't know that Ina had just spent a while staring straight at the steel monster through a radio telescope—and had even used Eagle Eye.
It was proof that psions who had never played around in the Warp really shouldn't be too reckless. If she hadn't learned a little soul-calming technique from the twin sisters of the Psionic Research Society back then, she felt her soul might have sunk into the depths.
"It's a Warp Lord," Gongsun Qing added. Compared to Ina, she seemed much more normal. On the one hand, she hadn't used her psionic powers to peer directly into the Abyss; on the other, that was probably a matter of strength.
After all, she was a Saint, and she'd dealt with Warp entities more than once.
The officers on the bridge exchanged glances. This was an esoteric concept in the field of the