When Uslan said he wanted to follow Lox to Terra and meet the Emperor and Primarch Vulkan, even Trazyn, who had never gotten along with the Aeldari, stared at him with an expression that clearly said, "Are you insane?"
Seriously, brother? You were playing this big?
To humanity, there were four indescribable entities within the Warp. But to the other races of the universe, there were five.
An Aeldari heading into the Imperial Palace on Terra sounded no different from willingly walking into Slaanesh's Six Circles of Silver Palace.
"If you're doing this to defeat your old enemy, there's really no need to go that far," Lox advised.
As an Aeldari seer, Uslan was exceptionally skilled at glimpsing the future and taking countermeasures to alter it according to his prophecies.
Logically speaking, Uslan should have had nothing to do with the word reckless. Knowing the path ahead naturally created a vast divide between him and reckless impulsiveness.
"Nothing in this world is absolute, is it?" Uslan smiled and winked at Trazyn and Lox.
"The lord of humanity does indeed hold tremendous hostility toward all xenos, but not all of them."
"The Emperor was not born as humanity's ruler. During those years known as the Dark Age of Technology, he had yet to shoulder the burden of his species. Relying on his immense psychic power, he even ventured deep into our Aeldari world."
"At least back then, the Emperor was friendly. And through a fortunate coincidence, he and I shared a brief friendship."
Uslan spoke with great enthusiasm, telling Lox this little-known secret.
Lox and Trazyn looked at each other. The latter wore the expression of someone who had seen a ghost.
Lox, meanwhile, recalled some details Malcador had once mentioned. During the war to form the resistance and fight the