"Of course, of course." As Ils explained the traits of the different types of Hrud to Boss Slick, she betrayed the Hrud queen once again. "I can release pheromones to mask your subordinates. Most Hrud either have no eyesight or pay little attention to it. Once the pheromones are right, they won't notice anything."
"With the pheromones masking them, your subordinates can bypass most of the Warrior Bugs' defenses and reach the queen directly. In my experience, even the queen's strongest guards would be no match for your powerful subordinates."
Another decapitation strike? Rambo just happened to be with Little Slick, and he was a special operations expert. Wasn't that convenient?
Boss Slick was rather excited about his first infiltration behind enemy lines, as though he had unlocked a new way to play. He ordered Rambo to follow Little Slick's commands and gathered the finest Kommandos to prepare to leave with Little Slick.
On the other side of the Webway, Eldrad, the Prophet of the Ulthwé Craftworld, and the others were leading their people in building a new settlement within the Webway.
Hols had transformed into an enormous Squig Beast to help the Aeldari transport the supplies they needed. Although wraithbone was grown, it still required certain materials and nutrients. It could not simply be created from nothing.
With so many Craftworld Aeldari fleeing their Craftworld into the Webway, most did not even have a place to live. Food, water, medicine, and every other kind of supply were in short supply.
Eldrad had not rested in a long time. The suffering of losing his home tasted so bitter on his tongue, and his hatred for the Reaper Host and humanity had only deepened.
A white wraithbone tower suddenly tilted, about to collapse. The nearby Aeldari leaped clear, but some of