Several hours passed.
Iax's fleet slowly came to a halt in a stretch of the Webway. The readings returned by its dimensional scanners had reached their lowest point.
The Webway passage ahead could no longer accommodate the fleet's advance.
Without native Aeldari to guide them, no one could figure out where these convoluted passages led.
The Webway had been empty throughout their journey. They had seen no more Aeldari vessels, nor any strange creatures inhabiting it.
The place seemed abandoned, filled with nothing but darkness and dead silence.
Unable to open a Webway gate himself, and with no Aeldari available to help, Iax carefully began moving the fleet backward.
If they had to force their way out of the Webway, it would be best to find somewhere spacious.
After all, no one knew what lay outside the Webway.
Being thrown into the Warp might be manageable, but being thrown into realspace would make things extremely complicated. The Webway could open not only in space, but even on a Planet's surface.
If these immense vessels were suddenly hurled onto a Planet's surface, even the technology of the Men of Iron would make no difference.
The tremendous gravity would exceed the limits of their Anti-Gravity Devices. Even the smallest of these ships were over ten kilometers long, and gravity would tear them straight in two, rupturing their hulls and causing other damage.
The two fully laden Transport Ships at the rear were especially vulnerable.
Their hulls would likely break apart along the divisions between the cargo holds below, scattering across the ground like corn kernels.
And that was still the best-case scenario.
Being thrown directly into the vicinity of a star and caught by its gravity would probably be even worse.
To ensure the fleet would not be scattered completely after escaping,