"Goddess Aisha requests an audience."
As Qin Mo observed the devastating power displayed by the C'tan and humans fighting side by side, a report forced him to pull his attention away from the war and focus on a particularly troublesome person.
"Let her in," Qin Mo replied to the AI assistant on the bridge.
The hatch opened, and Aisha entered, wearing a Warp shadow device.
The goddess kept her head lowered as she took small, slow steps forward. One hand picked at the fingers of the other, and she looked deeply conflicted and hesitant.
Aisha had also been brought here to take part in the battle.
There was only one reason for bringing her along: to prevent the souls of those fighting from being devoured by Slaanesh along with the souls of the Dark Eldar.
It was merely a concern—a possibility, not something guaranteed to happen.
Just as Slaanesh had not yet emerged to cause trouble during the war in the Dark City.
Commorragh was built deep within the Webway. If the Webway was intact and free of hidden dangers, then the beings in the Warp could do nothing but be extremely angry in their extreme anger.
Commorragh had once suffered daemon invasions, but there had always been reasons for them. The fact that the Dark Eldar would resolve whatever had caused the daemon invasion, clean up afterward, and continue living in Commorragh showed how much faith the Webway's security gave them.
It had to be admitted that the best way to deal with Psychic Power was still Psychic Power, or something related to it.
Just as the Void Dragon had studied how to use Blackstone, the material that made up Vahr's Talisman, against Psychic Power, the Webway created by the Old Ones—a supremely psychic species—was truly formidable. It contained