When Slaanesh noticed the changes within the Segmentum Pacificus, His cold, merciless gaze merely swept casually over the developments there. Then, without hesitation, He stopped paying attention and continued His frenzied plundering of Aeldari souls.
In the face of the enormous commotion caused by the Art Student this time, Slaanesh remained extraordinarily indifferent and unconcerned. In His eyes, these were nothing more than trivial matters.
By comparison, stopping the Ynnari's scheme was the most urgent and important task at present. Once the Aeldari Ynnari's plot succeeded, He Himself would also fall into an extremely dangerous situation.
Although Warp gods like Slaanesh had been destined, from the moment of their birth, to exist forever between the past and future of the river of time and were almost impossible to destroy completely.
Even so, suffering a serious setback or injury would still leave Slaanesh immensely uncomfortable and enraged.
Slaanesh was a special existence. He had not arisen naturally like the other Chaos Gods, but had instead been hatched through some unknown power of the Aeldari.
Thus, His relationship with the Aeldari was tangled and difficult to put into words. Though Slaanesh and His daemons had always relentlessly hunted the Aeldari, they had never intended to exterminate the race entirely.
Perhaps it was precisely because of this strange and delicate connection that Slaanesh had always maintained a detached attitude, willing only to let the Aeldari eke out their existence amid pain and struggle while He continued slowly devouring their tormented souls for endless amusement.
The Ynnari claimed that gathering all five Crone Swords would resurrect Ynnead and truly kill Slaanesh. But what the Aeldari Ynnari did not know was that one Crone Sword was in Slaanesh's palace.
This meant the Ynnari could never gather all five Crone Swords unless they sacrificed the souls