The Warp Spider priest beside them held an intelligence report and said, "We lost contact with our Guardian Reconnaissance Squad inside the sector more than a hundred hours ago. All we know for certain is that the Great Devourer has gathered countless Tyranid Bio-ships in the Octaria System, filling the entire system."
"I estimate that the probability of the Ork Great Warboss already being dead is over eighty percent."
"If the Ork Great Warboss has already been killed by the Great Devourer, then our operation is meaningless..." Yriel's hatred of the Tyranids left his voice heavy with disappointment. Every report pointed to the worst possible outcome.
With their target gone, continuing deeper was far too dangerous. Many on the bridge were already considering retreat. Every Aeldari life was precious; casualties should be avoided whenever possible.
"The Prophecy of Destiny is important, but our people's lives are equally important. Taking further risks is too dangerous. Only by staying alive can we continue pursuing the Prophecy of Destiny." Parker Pan glanced around, directing his pointed words at Osuwiss, the fleet's nominal commander.
Osuwiss was deeply conflicted. She was no fool. She knew she was still young and lacked sufficient standing, and the fleet was full of people more capable and experienced than her. Without Master Parker Pan, almost no one would listen to her.
The Prophecy of Destiny... Her perception of it was incredibly strong here, as though she could reach out and touch one of the threads of fate. That thread pointed clearly toward the Octaria System.
The prophecy was within reach. Osuwiss wanted to reach the Octaria System herself, where she would surely be able to see more visions of the future. As long as they remained concealed, they would not necessarily be discovered...
But... it was a great risk,