Seeing Lox's half-informed expression, Uslan immediately guessed that he might have heard the name C'tan before, but knew very little about them.
This might be an opportunity. Lox had already come into contact with the Necrons; the C'tan phase blade in that Raven Guard's possession was irrefutable proof. Uslan could try to draw him into the Aeldari camp.
Uslan believed that the greatest enemy of the material universe was the malevolent entities from the Warp, but he disliked the Necrons as well. He did not know why those Necrons, who regarded all organic life as enemies, had ties to a human, but any chance to make trouble for them was naturally welcome.
"I believe your knowledge of the C'tan comes from those sleeping Necrons, but their intelligence and information are certainly nowhere near as objective or impartial as ours."
Uslan appeared utterly certain, and that only made Lox more curious.
"What do you mean?"
The Aeldari seer began recounting that history in the exaggerated tone of someone chanting an epic. A grand orchestral score played by psychic power even began to echo through the room.
That sweeping Aeldari music far exceeded the limits of human perception. Its intense emotional surges made one feel as if one were witnessing an epic firsthand.
Lox immediately complained inwardly. This Aeldari seer really knew how to put on a show. He even added background music for himself at the crucial moment.
"Long ago, so long ago that the Necrons still possessed flesh and blood, they were known as the Necrontyr. They were among the first races born beneath the stars, but unfortunately, their species had been entangled with misfortune from birth. Their lifespans were extraordinarily short, and nearly every individual suffered from diseases that could not be cured."
The creations of the Necrons were