The wise and keen-eyed seers among the Aeldari, upon sensing the astonishing upheaval in Segmentum Pacificus, gathered swiftly from every direction like a disturbed swarm of bees.
With utmost gravity and anxiety, they decided to jointly wield their powerful psychic gift of prophecy, attempting to pierce the layers of fog and clearly discern the earth-shaking changes taking place within the Imperium of Man's Segmentum Pacificus.
Yet no matter how these numerous Aeldari seers worked together or exhausted themselves in their attempts to deduce the future, Segmentum Pacificus remained as though veiled beneath a heavy curtain, forever blurry, indistinct, and impossible to grasp.
It was as if some immensely powerful and inscrutable force was stubbornly blocking the seers' attempts to peer into and explore the future, reducing all their efforts to nothing.
"It's over! What on earth is going on? Everything had clearly been steadily developing in a good direction. Why had such a world-shaking change suddenly occurred in the Imperium of Man's Segmentum Pacificus?"
A tall female Aeldari seer muttered to herself, her face filled with despair.
Deep fear and helplessness showed in her beautiful eyes, as though she had instantly lost all hope and strength.
"Why has it become like this? Even our proud psychic prophecies cannot reach the true situation unfolding in Segmentum Pacificus!"
Another Aeldari seer roared hysterically as if he had gone mad. His emotions were completely out of control, his heart filled with confusion and rage.
This sudden change had come far too swiftly, catching the Aeldari—who had always relied on psychic prophecy to foresee the future and barely maintain their survival—completely off guard.
They had never imagined that the ability they depended upon for survival would fail at such a critical moment, plunging the entire race's upper ranks into unprecedented panic and confusion.
"Steady