"There's no other way. The Webway's central control core is in Commorragh." Eldrad spread his hands. "To control the teleportation points in a region of the Webway, we first have to obtain a control terminal. Our ancestors established these rules to prevent unrestricted incursions into the Webway, or to contain intruders once they entered."
"The first way to obtain a control terminal is to permeate this region of the Webway with psychic power, slowly condensing a terminal. That method takes a great deal of time and effort.
"The other, faster method is to go to Commorragh and buy the control terminal for this region of the Webway. We would have Commorragh's rulers use the central control core to condense a terminal for this region."
"Of course, even if we reach Commorragh, we may not be able to afford the terminal. We can ask about the price first. The Great Prophecy is more important, comparatively speaking. I think that once we explain the situation, even our brutal kin will make an exception.
"Commorragh connects to countless routes. Wherever you wish to go in the Galaxy, you can get there through Commorragh," Eldrad said earnestly.
"The Reaper Host has agents in Commorragh. It's their home, too. Surely you haven't forgotten that they were the ones who forced us into the Webway." Parker Pan was still unwilling to risk going to Commorragh.
Eldrad's gaze lingered on Parker Pan for a long time. Only when the silence grew uncomfortable did he speak. "Warlock Parker Pan, your age is both your wealth and your burden. You have walked many Paths, and your accomplishments in many fields surpass even mine.
"Do not let your courage drain away with time. For a race to rise again, it must take risks and have courage. The right to survive