Ovisus's words shook the Drukhari warrior. He glanced at Parker Pan and the Seer Council behind him. A group of accomplished Aeldari Warlocks could never be taken lightly.
"I know you dislike psychic power and forbid its use. But there's no denying that psychic power can surpass everything, and the glorious Aeldari Empire of the past was built upon it."
As she spoke, psychic power washed over Ovisus's eyes, turning them white. "You should take seriously the advice of a Prophet who can see the threads of fate even in Commorragh."
"Stop! Using any more psychic power will trigger an alarm! I'll notify my master, I will!" the Drukhari warrior said in a panic.
Only after hearing the Drukhari warrior yield did Ovisus's eyes return to normal.
"Aww! No fight?" Hols asked in disappointment. Ovisus smiled at him and soothed him without a word.
"Do you really know Theoro? How did you meet him?" Parker Pan asked Ovisus over a communications terminal on a channel only the two of them could hear.
"I don't. I just found that name in his mind," Ovisus answered honestly.
"Then what you said about resolving their Kabal's secret... was a lie too?"
"Of course. But if I can meet their Kabal's Archon face-to-face, I'm confident I can figure out what he's thinking and resolve the problem." Ovisus's words brimmed with confidence.
Parker Pan answered with a long silence. Being able to use psychic power in Commorragh was already beyond belief. Seeing her do it with such ease and confidence made him feel a flicker of fear.
He did not know when his once-childlike apprentice's talent had begun growing greater and greater, her psychic power rising beyond anything that could be measured...
It seemed to have started when she began playing with that... thing. At