More Astartes entered the battlefield, even deploying Drop Pods.
These Aeldari wore far too little, almost as little as the Drukhari.
Furs could not stop lasers. The specialist anti-Aeldari weapons Techmarine Enke had developed were brought out again, and this severely degenerated Exodite tribe suffered heavy losses in the opening exchanges.
They had too few Bonesingers. Without Bonesingers, there was no wraithbone, and without wraithbone, there was almost nothing. Aeldari weapons, armour, warships, and even furniture were made from it.
This tribe had been expelled for using psyker power to commit grave transgressions. As a result, they had taken very little related knowledge into exile, leaving even the Bonesingers born afterward capable of making very few things.
Even if someone capable of crafting warship components appeared, they could only manufacture basic objects according to the "rules."
"Brother Evan, we're here!"
Rogier led the charge, taking the Wolf Brothers down in a forced landing on this stony stretch. Even though everyone wore similar Anti-psyker Armour, the distinctive character of the Space Wolves remained unmistakable in their wild advance.
They blasted straight through the rock overhead and landed in the centre of an enemy settlement.
The Exodites had already concealed themselves in the stone caves throughout their settlement. Seeing the Astartes foolishly charge toward the "town centre," they breathed a sigh of relief.
"Prepare the Divine Array." (Exodite language)
The ornate, artistic buildings in the centre of the cavern were actually their altars. These traditionalist Aeldari placed great importance on such rituals.
The altars were intricate and mysterious. The entire "town" formed a massive Psychic Array capable of trapping foolish enemies.
The narrow openings in the cavern walls each concealed a much larger space beyond. Those were where ordinary Aeldari lived. This entire "mountainside" was made from wraithbone. They had little