Bona seemed not to have heard. His expression remained unchanged.
"The Aeldari destroyed Zadek? How?"
"They detonated the planet's crust, causing Zadek's entire core to explode."
Admiral Spire spoke quietly.
"Zadek was destroyed. Only the people aboard one ship escaped the Aeldari pursuit and made it out."
Bona's expression remained unchanged.
He took out a dagger, then gripped its blade with his left hand.
"Admiral Spire, please give us some privacy. Sorry for the trouble."
Spire did not know what Bona intended, but he saluted and left, placing this section of the ship under lockdown on his way out.
A crystal-clear orb suddenly appeared on the floor. Decaying vines erupted from beneath it, raising the orb into the air.
Numerous eyes and blue crystals grew along the vines.
Horus seized Bona's right hand.
"What are you doing?!"
"I just want to know what happened," Bona said, staring at Horus without a flicker of emotion.
Horus wanted to reason with him further, but Bona pulled the dagger free.
The blade tore through his skin, spilling blood over the crystal orb.
In an instant, the scene within the orb began to change. Endless ink seemed to churn inside it before resolving into a clear image.
An immense Aeldari Craftworld stretched across the void, surrounded by stars like a moon amid its attendant lights. Not far away lay the shattered world of Zadek.
Several Aeldari Farseers stood on the deck.
"Fate's guidance has led us astray."
"There is no gift from the god of the dead here."
"Yvraine succeeded only through luck, yet we have destroyed another world in pursuit of a divine artifact."
"It is of no consequence. Only a few 'Mon-keigh' have died."
The Farseers glanced at the humans dying in agony in the void, then sailed their Warship away.
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