"Heh... You call something like that prophecy?" Amalaga sneered, then tore the resisting Ethereals to pieces.
He killed every Ethereal present, preserving their brains and examining their memories.
"Supreme Ethereals? United strength?" Amalaga said disdainfully to the corpses. "A bunch of idiots."
Amalaga transformed his hands into drills. His muscles twisted and rotated; once released, the drills began to turn.
Rock and metal fragments were carried out along the grooves of the drills as Amalaga bored a deep tunnel through the underground.
A crisp cracking sound rang out. Amalaga knew he had reached the core of the sanctuary—the ancient ruin known as the Primeval Sanctuary, and the place most deeply embedded in the Ethereals' memories.
He crushed the floor beneath his feet and used gravity crystals to float inside.
There was no artificial light anywhere, making the place especially dark. Amalaga created bioluminescence to ensure illumination and adjusted the visible spectral range of his eyes.
The entire sacred site lay before Amalaga's eyes. There were no symbols of the T'au, only a hollow space wrapped in an unknown white substance.
At the very center was an oval sphere embedded in the unknown white material. It reminded Amalaga of a membranous structure that wrapped around a brain.
"What kind of creature's skeleton is this? Do Warp creatures even have skeletons?"
Amalaga widened his eyes and analyzed it carefully. He tore off a piece with his hand, placed it in his mouth, and chewed.
An indescribable flavor spread through Amalaga's mouth. His body rapidly absorbed it all, then stored it in a pouch for preservation.
That way, he could further analyze this wondrous substance once he returned to the laboratory.
"So this is the birthplace of the Ethereal Caste, the beginning of the T'au conquering their destiny? It really is simple and