Psychic power poured from the prow of the immense Sword of the Void. Under its influence, the ship's unique mechanical structures clamped onto the Webway walls and tore relentlessly at them. Countless breaches were forming in the smaller Webway passages nearby.
The power of Chaos spread throughout the Webway, and daemons materialized within it from the void.
Deep within the Webway, an enormous city stood amid an eerie glow. Aeldari elegance pervaded every corner, but stranger still was the twisted madness it exuded.
This was the dark city of Commorragh, a jewel of depravity among the Drukhari, radiating a cold and sinister aura.
The Drukhari charged with guarding Commorragh were battle-hardened, ruthless Aspect Warriors. They wore ornate, bizarre armor fashioned from xenos leather, woven wraithbone, and materials combining mysterious crystals with intricate metalwork. It gleamed coldly in the darkness. The spikes and sharp edges of their armor seemed an outward extension of the evil within them, ready to tear apart any enemy who dared approach.
Compared with the Craftworld Aeldari.
The Drukhari were equally tall and slender, but possessed a different kind of distortion, their pale skin taking on a sickly pallor in the dim light. Their eyes resembled burning flames of evil, without pupils, filled only with boundless greed and brutality. Their long, pointed ears keenly caught every faint sound around them, ever alert to any danger that might threaten the dark city.
Yet cracks were appearing throughout the once-stable, solid Webway. Like rupturing pipes deep beneath the sea, they spewed Warp energy into the Webway like seawater under crushing pressure.
A massive daemon was the first to take physical form. Its muscles bulged beneath fiery red scales that flowed like molten lava. Twisted horns sprouted from its enormous head, and its breath reeked of sulfur.
The daemon unleashed