At the same time as the siege of the great beasts on Pandora came to an end, the Craftworld Aeldari reinforcements so eagerly awaited by the Exodite Aeldari were racing through the Webway.
Pandora was merely a sparsely populated frontier world. Even though the Exodite Aeldari had sent a plea for aid, Alaitoc Craftworld could not possibly dispatch the craftworld it depended on for survival to support its cousins.
They had only sent a relief fleet consisting of three Eclipse-class cruisers and two Shadow-class cruisers, escorted by several Vellebore-class frigates capable of rapidly launching torpedoes.
Aeldari fleets had never been known for their numbers. Despite the highly automated assistance provided by wraithbone structures, their sparse population made operating too many warships an impossible dream, so they could only improve the quality of their vessels as much as possible.
The Eclipse-class cruisers sped through the brilliantly radiant Webway. At roughly 4.7 kilometers long and only 1.4 kilometers wide, these warships could only be considered tiny compared to human vessels, yet they possessed terrifying firepower far beyond that of human ships of the same size.
A pair of pulsar lances at the prow and multiple squadrons of attack craft allowed such a seemingly diminutive vessel to strike directly at the enemy's vital point when necessary.
"The Webway exit ahead leads to Pandora. I remember it clearly. Not long ago, I visited that beautiful planet, the home of our Exodite Aeldari cousins."
On the command deck of an Eclipse-class cruiser's bridge, a tall male Aeldari clad in a camouflage cloak stood at the very front.
His eyes were a different color from those of other Aeldari, as blue as melting glacier ice.
The dazzling Webway was hazy and obscure. No one could truly see through this masterpiece of the creators. It changed constantly,