"Don't get hung up on these little things. We can't win. There are even more enemies behind them!" Yriel told Hols, projecting the hidden Reaper Host fleet into his mind.
"Go inside the Craftworld, to the Infinity Circuit. Under normal circumstances, there's an emergency Webway Gate there. You have to get through it to reach safety."
"Huh? Why? More and stronger enemies-that's so Waaagh! We can keep fighting!" Hols was baffled. "Orks don't run away. Orks fight until they win!"
Yriel suddenly realized that although Hols was not an Ork, he was already one at heart. There was no reasoning with him. Yriel could only speak to Ovisus instead, telling her that the enemy would certainly destroy the entire Craftworld this time.
To save as many people as possible, the inhabitants of the Ulthwé Craftworld had to flee into the Webway and search for a new home there.
"But... you want me to lead everyone? I can't do it. I'm too young... I don't have enough standing..." Ovisus wavered. The confidence she had built was not enough for her to shoulder such a heavy responsibility.
"No! You can do it, and you must. You found the new Great Prophecy, and you found the new Child of Destiny. Only you can do this!" Yriel said firmly.
"I'll teleport you to the Infinity Circuit. The leaders of the Ulthwé Craftworld are there too. You must persuade them as quickly as possible and begin the evacuation."
"I don't have much strength left. I'll buy you as much time as I can."
With that, Yriel gave Ovisus no time to react. He used his power to alter reality and teleported her group to the Infinity Corridor.
This was one of the most important places aboard a Craftworld, and the Ulthwé Craftworld had stationed its